Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24487330-20151127182015/@comment-24487330-20151127190927

It wasn't long after he got his fire going that Marcus heard something shuffling around in the darkness, outside his field of vision. Cursing his luck, he scrambled to try and douse the fire with dirt, but before he had the chance, an intimidating mamono approached him, demanding to know his intentions. His mind raced to explain himself, but at first he could only sputter frantically as he edged away from the salamander. Eventually, he managed to say, "I-I was...just...making camp. I didn't know anyone was...you know, living here..."

This was not going to end well, that much was certain. Marcus only had his hunting knife for protection, and that probably wouldn't even dent the salamander woman's scales, let alone cause her any semblance of pain. If she persisted in picking a fight with him, he wouldn't have a prayer, and his hopes for escape were looking more and more dim by the second...