Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170222205200/@comment-5543592-20170306022127

The tiger noticed a second meat sack in it's den and roared threateningly at Duncan, and if one has ever heard a tiger roar they know the sound is both impressive and intimidating.

The roar echoed up and down the silent halls of the vault.

Strauss flicked his light on, illuminating the Atrium. On the second floor, they could traverse the walkway to a door way into different sections of the vault to their left or right. The Atrium's ground floor had multiple exits, one directly across from where they were. Above that exit, was the window to the Overseer's office, which was likely on a third level.

The light exposed a tiger, an eleven foot monster weighing in probably at seven hundred pounds not ten feet away from them, lounging on the railing with perfect balance, it's two right legs dangling over empty air. It lifted it's head and stared at the group and their single beam of light, it's feline eyes impassive.