Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-27550231-20190426063036

With Aeron now gone and Paramool distracted Jorge sat up, ignoring the daggerthet lay next to him. He did not want to be here. He did not want fight anymore. He just wanted peace. Peace and freedom from his bind. He ran his hand over his armor and all the damage done by Paramool was mysteriously gone once more.

"You are keeping something from me I know it. What?"

''In due time dear champion. In due time. But now we must bring forth the Ignis once more. The next wave is almost upon us. ''

Jorge unhooked his sword from his hand and sheathed it before drawing his mace and shield.

"Let us regroup with our compatriots and hold the line. This battle is not for us of lower birth. We should let the true monsters Duke it out."