Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-25808351-20190410001946

(Everyone) Marcus begins to pace aggressively back and forth, gripping his sword tightly. Cerberus watching the show plants his sword into the ground and crosses his arms. Armata and the others watch intently as Jorge stands alone against the foulest of deities.

“Brave fool.” Armata mutters.

“If you so desperately wish to continue this act of futility, it will be my pleasure. Destroying the children of my fellow gods is my profession.” Pramool bows slightly. “Thus I thank you for the entertainment.”

Still ever the force of nature, Pramool appears in front of Jorge in the blink of an eye, shoulder rushing the knight.