Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20181001230640/@comment-25808351-20181014202800

Marcus steps off the porch and approaches Armata, who in turn moves his attention away from Xeris to the Wardog. The two stand before one another, both of them have a stern expression. The gravity of everything that has happened calls for zero pleasantries.

“What do you want, mutt?” The Vampire Lord scoffs.

“What’s going through your mind.” Marcus turns to look back at the house.

“Many things. I have to begin organizing the Covenant for future possibilities, and coordinate with my world. Two months is not a lot of time to prepare for a battle with a god. My world has to collect every available warrior and person who can hold a blade. Every siege engine, ever mage, even the personal guards themselves. Alongside the preparations we here need to make.”.