Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161103020802/@comment-25808351-20161114205737

As we continue along the bridge, I look to my left to see Conrad and his elite unit making there way across the main bridge leading to Armata's keep. The keep is a large spire that sits atop a massive square structure. All the windows of the tower and base glow an ominous red and the clouds circle above the tower as if commanded to. The clock tower's bells ring out the strike of the hour, midnight. Hundreds of bats scatter as the bells clang and howl, passing over us and taking to the far winds. After watching this display, I quicken my pace.