Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27950421-20160915154555/@comment-27550231-20160924052843

Slowly and surely the figting starts to die down as the last of the mamono succum to their injuries and all that are left are a wurm and shirohebi who are both evenly battered. The wurm wobbles forward as the shiro stands her ground eyes full of fire ready to finish the fight she raises her arms and strikes the wurm in the neck as it tries to tackle her. As the wurm collapses the shiro raises her arms into the air in victory over the pile of unconcious mamono. Aabi and I start to clap  and the shiro pulls out a marker and starts to slither our way before passing out.

Aabi: "Well that happend."

Kathra giggles "You should write on her face!"

"Well she did look like she wanted an autograph... Oh well" Aabi and I autograph her face and leave the inn with a drunk Kathra in tow.