Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-26288702-20180602023423

“Ah. Jumping dimensions. So what will you do if Layoka is ever kidnapped in the future? Will you sit back, leave her to her fate? are you just bluffing out of fatigue?”

Armata turns his gaze to the snow capped mountains surrounding Inchesoare. He looks upon them for a moment, scanning the snow and rigid cliffs for any movement. Not seeing anything alarming, he returns his sights to Jorge, and the pit he is creating.

“I suppose we should build a fire. Going to be cold tonight. Then again, a fire might only serve to alert our enemies to our location.” Alburn chimes in.

“A fire will neither hurt nor help. In that matter, Lesser Vampires see their prey in the dark, same as the Higher. Through heat and coursing blood.” Barnabus says matter of factly.