Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-9087084-20130717065238/@comment-11527289-20130717085621

(Spoilers, everybody)

Finally noticing the new arrivals, Grayson was just about to acknowledge them when a loud crash was heard at the far end of the market. Turning, Grayson saw an army of men dressed in tuxedo suits and wearing red sunglasses, robbing the stores of what looked like to be Dust. ''Uh oh. Looks like trouble. ''"Guys, I think we have a situation. No time for formalities."

Grayson unlatched Hope Primordial, the axe extending well above his height. "And I was looking forward to some peace and quiet..."