Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-27550231-20190224035747

Jorge considered removing his helmet as a sign of good faith to his kindred warrior but would she believe that a man so plain would be the Praetor she heard of? It didn't matter at this point none of them would live long enough to remember if they failed anyways.

The Warden silently removed his helmet as well, locking eyes with Herja as he tucked his casque under arm to respond to her.

"Our purpose currently remains the same despite the slander and lies. We will admit that while this new threat my accomplish our goals it would compromise others so we simply cannot allow it to pose a threat to this realm. This reality even."

There was a hint of something- someone else's voice echoing just a moment behind Jorge's. Whatever it may have been it was no trick or talent that mimicked him no, someone else spoke alongside him. Someone else answered Herja's questions.

"Will that be sufficient or does your new purpose require the humbling of the old cause?"