Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20170522170711/@comment-26288702-20170821055054

Layoka hops out of her seat and moves to the door. She stares at the giant of a man holding open the door and shoves him playfully. Much to Praetor's surprise, the tiny Dhampir has quite a bit of strength to her and pushes him back, slightly. She stands proud at his door as it closes behind her.

Layoka walks down the hall bursting with pride as she thinks upon today's events. "Armata and Praetor both on her side", she quickly realizes how fortunate she is and walks as if, for the first time, she was the lord of all creation.

Her peace is short lived as Branford, the master blacksmith' son, grabs her arm. "You think you run this place, don't ya?" He asks with a mischievous grin

"Kinda, yeah, especially when a Vampire lord and a bigass knight are on your side..." she scoffs.