Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13427943-20161018114414/@comment-13488655-20170106112832

"... Looks like the sun is rising early." Ranna called out from behind Ciaran as she finished drinking a cup of coffee, tossing it into the bin with a ominous smile as she cracked her knuckles. Her meain weapon then began to activate, the robotic spider legs sharpened and ready for combat. She wasn't going to underestimate her opponent.

"Just to recap, winner is the one that makes the enemy draw blood first."