Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27276839-20160224040812

Same as before; no power playing, god modding or flaming/trolling.

The forest floor heaved upward, the mossy, filthy soil appearing as if something was pushing its way up. Eventually a green armoured figure pulled itself from the dirty ground, tossing an rusting axe a short distance away to use both gaunlet wearing hands to push itself completely from its hole. It breathed heavy for a minute or two, its covered helmed head turning to and fro to get a sense of its surroundings.

The only noises were insects buzzing and birds twittering about, leaving the impression that it was deep in some kind of wooded area. The lack of any proper path or signs of civilization further cemented this idea in the being's thoughts as it reached for its axe. "Where in Grandfather's name did Graqute send me?" The figure mused in a deep, rolling voice. 