Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20181001230640/@comment-25808351-20181017014759

(S9) Armata looks past Marcus’ shoulder in an instant and stares directly at Leoreo. The Vampire Lord, both exhausted and stressed, finds no time for peaceful resolution with this random drunk. Armata bursts to mist and reforms directly in front of Leoreo. The Vampire wraps his fingers around Leoreo’s throat and begins to squeeze, cutting off the man’s oxygen supply.

“First. The fact that such a staunch being like Tirush was defeated, should give some context to the foe we all face. You ignorant mortal. Second. I’ve skinned people alive for Lesser comments. Third. I would find it amusing to watch you fail even more miserably than we did. Forth. Tirush chose to charge to line without understanding her foe.”

Armata then jerks Leoreo close.

“The next time you insult my name.... I’ll rip peel your face from your skull and bleed you dry. You witless worm.” Armata’s fangs are now bare and his free hand morphs to encompass claws for tearing flesh.