Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-26288702-20170116125611

The Vampire sits in a large chair with a glass of blood in his right hand, he returns no smile to Cyndwella, but recognizes her as before. He stands from his chair and takes a small bow before returning to his seat.

Armata:"Lady Cyndwella, what an unexpected surprise. Have you come to further discuss your hostility to the partnership between The Mut and myself, or are you here to give me another stirring verbal bombardment?" He drinks the contents of the glass dry.

He leans back into his chair. The shadows in the room now cover his face and his irises glow as he anticipates a less than kind response.