Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31595069-20171204082156/@comment-30014014-20171206035636

''Drason was already up. Well, kneeling in a prayer to the golden throne, to be precise. He uttered no word, but spoke his faith with his mind, crouched down to the nearest window, as a hope that even from this afar, the god emperor may hear him. HIs prayer wer enothing more than gratitude to allow him to enter this distance world in his service.''

''Hearing the catachan screaming his ungs out did allow him his next directions, but only just. He was not done with his prayer, toward the god emperor and saint Drusus who rose from the death, called by the emperor himself. He was not to cease his prayer on a mere man's words...''