Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20181211225019/@comment-25808351-20181226072028

(Jester) “Heh, HAHAHAHA!” Again Armata laughs at how absolute the judgement is. “Who said anything about forgiveness? Who has told you I’ve washed my hands of my crimes? I take responsibility for my past, which is why I do what I do now....” Armata leans in close. The castle then shifts, the torches burn brighter than before as all other light fades. The weather outside churns violently as Armata closes the gap.

“I do not deserve THEIR forgiveness. Their are only beings though, I beg for it. But them-“ Armata points to the faceless many. “They are to decide for themselves. I do not fight Pramool, or lead a Covenant of equal rights for redemption.... I do it because I have the power to, because I have the want to, I do it because it is the RIGHT thing to do.” Armata turns to the faceless dead.

“Ponder. Ponder what? What I was, was a monster. But no more. However words are not enough. I may not be able to return your lives, but I can insure those of your kin, by stopping Pramool! Take that for what you will.... If you will not have that, then so be it. But I will see to it all the same.”