Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140524181600/@comment-24344819-20140525172259

"Oh, that´s a big one." Dorianis muttered to himself. He was peeking out from behind a rock, watching an Arcus he had been sent to kill on a bounty mission. It was a Mamoth-type. His plan was simple:

Wait for an opportunity.

Conjure his bound scythe.

Charge at it and chop it´s giant head off with one strike.

Flee the scene.

He had been charged with killing only one Arcus, not the entire bunch that he was hiding from right now. He patiently waited for an opportunity.