User blog:SCORNFUL1/Audience With A Vampire: Ask Armata De'Sange

You're escorted through the grand castle of the Covenant's east territory. Candelabras line the walls of each hall you pass through, as Vampires in high class attire watch you pass with curious interest. Guards encased in thick and intimidating suits of armor stand at every doorway, showcasing The Covenant's strength and letting you know any attempt at mischief will be handled immediately.

At last you stand before a large set of dark wooden doors that have a statue of a woman with a snake wrapped around her on both sides. The doors open without being touched at the will of the castle's master. You step inside and stare down the long run to the elevated throne at the end. There in partial darkness, sits Armata De'Sange. His upper half is shrouded in shadow, his golden irises glowing in the shroud. His gaze sets upon you, his finger taps the armrest of his throne while he leans on his elbow, a golden goblet in his other hand.

"Welcome to The East Wing Of The Covenant." Imperia steps forward. As always she is dressed to impress. In a gray silky dress that exposes her shoulders and a fur pelt draped over her. She smiles warmly to you.