Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170331010116/@comment-26288702-20170401014229

Armata:"... LEAVE US! EVERYONE OUT NOW!"

His voice booms with rage and the halls tremble with power. The guards quickly vacate the room, as well as Imperia and Siphral. No one is left but Armata and Astride.

Armata:"You are all that is left of my beloved Deidre. I let her die, because I could not come to terms with a life of mortal mediocrity. Part of me, Astride, no longer wants to linger here anymore. Death, is more acceptable than living with the knowledge you have shared with me today. I am unsure, if I can live another day knowing what will become of my dearest. In a way, I hope the Wardog devours me, so that I be rid of this pain."

The red tears stream down Armata's cheeks as he is no longer able to hide his pain.

Armata:"You are all that I have now, even in my world of origin I am alone! You, are my only kin, and I refuse for that dog to trample it. Above all, I understand that the natural order must not be disrupted, I learned that when I faced the Wardog the last time. His victory, despite all my preparations, was a sign that I was not meant to rule this world. If Victivius moves, it is for reasons greater than our understanding. I will not allow the Wardog to threaten the natural order for someone he loves. Just as I have sacrificed my love for balance."