Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170609225054/@comment-26288702-20170612025319

Just then, a black carriage surrounded by Vampiric warriors clad in black armor ride into the gathering. It stops short of the group and rears to a halt. The maroon flames of the torches lining it's top dance as the carriage door swing open. Imperia, Ambassador and Head Advisor To The Vampiric Covenant steps out.

Imperia:"Ahhh, at long last, we have arrived my Lord..."

She steps down from the carriage and out comes the beast himself. Armata De'Sange glances over the gathered crowed and sneers with reluctance.

Armata:"Is it really so important that we spend time here? Seems like the 'Lord Of Slithering' has enough attendants..."

Imperia:"Yes, my Lord. You need not smile or make friendly, but at least show yourself. If the Covenant is to grow in strength and become a trusted member of the global community, we must show interest. The Lord Of Snakes is one of the few powerful leaders in the world willing to speak with us. We must honor him and his family. He has shown a keen mind in diplomacy and warfare, so do not be so hostile."

She straightens his collar and brushes his cloak for any blemishes.

Imperia:"There, you look as perfect as virgin snow!"

Armata:"Tch! I care not. What of the mutt? He will no doubt seek to fight..."

Imperia:"Not to worry my Lord, I will handle Marcus..." She giggles.

Armata:"I'm sure you would love to handle him in many ways." He remarks back.

Imperia:"AND WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSE TO MEAN?!? My Lord? What do you mean?" She shouts chasing after Armata.