Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27600777-20170829080349/@comment-27070860-20170910103058

A brown kangaroo entered the jungle, a map in one paw, compass in the other. Their head held high, they entered the forest in hope for finding the infamous dungeon in the middle of this forest.

They were determined to find fame; to be known to the world, to be known for that they do best.

And, that in particular was sword fighting. Many would expect a kangaroo to be good with its kicks and punches, since most kangaroos were known to be famous boxers.

Green (he doesn't know where his parents got that name from) always wanted to take his strength to the next level.

During his time training, he also realised he had a gift- strength beyond anyone else's. A sword, inhuman strength, being able to cut through anything.

Plus, minor navigating skills which he proudly obtained somewhere along the way.

The Kangaroo was determined to get to the heart of the jungle, and become some more than he is now; become someone worth looking up to.

Green was going to get there, no matter what.

He entered the jungle, cutting through vines and branches blocking his way.