Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161103020802/@comment-26288702-20161204023345

Armata returns to normal. He scans his throne room and it's damage. The once proud structure now in ruin. The castle's lord looks down and sees a chunk of stone by his feet, he picks it up and examines it like a jeweler examining a diamond.

Armata:"You were once part of a pillar, such a shame you were broken... my castle, gone. 1,000 years of study and preparation, gone. Deidre..."