Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-39791808-20190913232519/@comment-37109078-20191001225235

"one, two, and three!!" Ray yelled as he swung his grey iron blade into a hay filled dummy. He looked at his feet then at this sword, the stance he praticed for months and the techniques he knew was now in his mind. Ray felt like he was ready to take on a job after his last encounter left him with a broken leg. Never call a dragon fat no matter what they try to do. Ray sheathed his sword and walked around the village he stayed in for a bit. Ray took his sweet time choosing a job and once he did he grabbed some supplies, bandanges and a small amount of ginger to numb pain. Ray then left the village and traveled down the dirt road.