Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-69.31.217.91-20141120035513/@comment-24408187-20141212181056

Char pulled the gold collar off from around his neck. It was one of the many he owned, not the most expensive enough to catch Plutarch's eye. He threw it in the center of the ring and simply watched, still perched on the post, ready for the fight to start. He clenched his fists causing his fangs and claws to extend, letting out a foul hiss.