Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191103030646/@comment-25808351-20191106134826

@Jester/Storm: The stalking men all back away in fear of what could happen should they advance. They reluctantly turn away and head back towards the main hall, defeated and restless.

“Of course there is a couple freaks to get in the way of our fun.”

“Let’s head back to our group’s room. Maybe that Kikimora is still conscious enough for us to have another go at her.”

“Does that really matter.” The military suited man was the last to speak, and his input caused his entourage to chuckle and laugh.

Imperia’s eyes follow the gross group of drunkards with malevolence as she grabs the dog whistle. She blows into it, and within an instant, Cerberus comes walking out of a dark corner, his eyes the first thing to appear.

“What now, Lady Imperia?” He says with a growl.

“Those drunk, disgusting guests just tried to assault me. And now they seem to regrouping with the rest of their ilk to do so on someone else, a Kikimora. Follow them, and deal with them if need be.” Imperia points toward the drunk group before there out of site.

Cerberus says nothing, he simply turns and follows the group.