Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170621183025/@comment-28412230-20170704200436

''Remembering what the Guiding Man's trivia about the Hellhounds, he slapped his mouth shut while his eyes dilated through the forest. Once he attempted to find a source of the noise, a tall figure emerged from the shrubbery, firing a final Silver bullet at a Hellhound. After about three minutes of cooldown and no other sounds, the figure slumped up.''

''"Scheiße..." the voice whisper as if it were a swear, the language absolutely foreign to Jeong as they turned toward the duo. The figure looked like a man in their thirties who had a developed scruff, wore a winter coat on of all things, his eyes looked as if they were pitch black, and had a toothpick at the corner of his lips.''

Jeong understandably froze up, the man's appearance deemed to be intimidating as his eyes strangely softened, his stance straightening up as he folded his arms.

"Don't vorry, I'm not going to hurt you."