Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170331010116/@comment-26288702-20170331142810

Like a moth to the flame, Armata rises from his throne and approaches the cloaked girl, stopping a couple feet from her. His eyes scan her as stands there silently, her face still cloaked. He can tell the cloak is of the Void, as even his keen Vampiric eyes can see her face through it. Armata breaths in her scent deeply and his head bobs as if entranced. He regains himself and invokes his authority.

Armata:"I know you... but you are not as I remember. Show me your face..." His tone is surprisingly gentle and soft, his stance is not hostile, but cautious.