Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200326185554/@comment-25808351-20200328231259

Instead of a Demon grabbing the empty glass, Imperia does before either them could. The Vampiress sauntered over to the bar and fixes a second serving of the drink. As she returns to Dorian, a loud knock sounds from the room door. Imperia hands the drink to Dorian as she heads to the door. She places her hand upon the door knob and opens it.

Aleric stands in the doorway, hands behind his back and smug smiles on his face, as if owned the establishment. Imperia bows, getting out of her lord’s way.

“So, this is the man our task force informed me of?” Aleric’s boots ring out as he steps around the couch and faces Dorian. “Funny. I expected a, man of the road, to be a bit more unkempt. Yet here he is, dressed to impress and hoarding the attention....”

“Dorian Brandish, I am the Covenant Overseer, Aleric.” The Lord bows. “I trust your evening has been comfortable thus far?”