Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24038198-20130525015541/@comment-24180428-20130525024607

Ulicia examined her revolver closely. The cylinder held a single round, a special one given to her for the mission. A .38 Short Colt tipped with Nexus. She slammed the cylinder into the firearm and put into her holster. She then grabbed her bow and quiver, resting them on her shoulder. She looked at the sun and held up her tomahawk. The polished blade shined in the light, making Ulicia smile. "Lets get to work." she said to herself as she spread her black wings and took flight.