Board Thread:Roleplaying Board/@comment-35071950-20181213023816/@comment-26227993-20181220031558

I stared quizzically at all the weapons that my companions were gushing over,I examined an old sword with a crystal hilt shaped like two foxes  it was a beautiful piece,fitting for a handsome beast like me.I passed my wierd long paw over the hilt,admiring the delicate details that had been given to each fox.

I looked over to my remaining companions, Daly and Helpy, the odd man from the cabin had not come with us and Dynasti had left chasing after two silly pokemon in a firetruck.

They loaded themselves with guns and other modern weapons and I frowned wondering how such things would hurt the demons and mechanical maddness that followed us.

I clutched the sword in my punny human hands wincing as I felt the blade slice the first layer of skin.I was taking this sword with me, it would be useful against other demons.

Afterall that was how I had lost eight of my tails, they had been sliced off by a warrior's sword,and I had been taken home to serve as a living throphy, a captive demon.

A man walked in he wore a belt loaded with small guns and knifes, high sturdy boots and  gruff muscular frame.He eyed the store and I flinched as I felt his eyes land on my turning back, I sniffed the air and my heartrate sped up as I scented dog.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see the beast an enourmous black beast, built for killing, it opened it jaws and neared me.

"D-daly....w-we need to get out...." I say shaking as I feel my form beging to return to its tru shape out of panic.

(Goodnight)