Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26052600-20160302043959/@comment-25547106-20160304221528

"...I can't change form... I've never been able to..." she says softly, a fresh stream of hot tears rolling down her face.

"Let's not worry about that for now, my dear. Tell me, what is your name?" Armstrong asks, holding out a hand for her. She sniffles and wipes away her tears before responding.

"...Amata... Greyscale..."