Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-25808351-20180929163026

“Jorge is not responsible for this. Someone or should I say ‘something is....” Armata speaks up. He steps forward, but his approach is isn’t in the least hostile. “Regina, is it? You must forgive me, I’ve only met you once. The true being responsible for Tirush’s condition is an entity called ‘Pramool’. He is not of this world. I will explain more when your husband has stabilized Tirush. For now, focus on her. She needs you.”

Imperia boldly lays a hand on Tirush’s head and nods to Regina. “She will pull through, Regina. Tirush is strong, hearty and proud. I owe her my life. Thomas will take care of her.”

While Jorge did his checking on Tirush’s vitals, Layoka pawed at his belt, trying to reunite with the father she never had. Layoka cared not for Jorge’s misshapen appearance. His face was not important to her admiration. She loved him as a child loves. Unconditional. “Layoka, Jorge is busy. Rest easy for now.” Imperia whispers.