Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20171110033455/@comment-30379057-20171111003406

"I'm startin' to hate this place," ''Loki stood facing a stone wall. He had just gotten away from a pack of werewolves and now he was lost, with no clue where he could be. He racked his brain in an attempt to retrace his steps, although he knew he had to keep moving. If he remained there, the werewolves would eventually find him again with their acute senses. He took out his ballistic knives and stabbed them into the wall, climbing his way up.''