<h4 class="advBBCode"><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">GM</span></b></h4><i>Tagging: Khari<br/>
Mouth of Cayman Forest. - Mid day. </i><br/><br/><br/>The forest had little life to it. For one it was eerie quiet, not even the chirping of insects or singing birds could be heard. The leaves all stood poised, no wind for them to dance in. It stood still as if waiting, waiting for something...or someone<br/><br/>With each steps Khari took, with each twig crushed under boot or dried leaves pressed on, it resonated around the forest. Drawing attention to him. That's if anyone was there at all..<br/><br/>Some more yards and the Warning Sign comes into view. "DANGER. BEAST WITHIN, DO NOT ENTER."<br/><br/>Strangely enough the parts beyond the sign calls to him. Call to his inner man, drawing him.