Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20181211225019/@comment-25808351-20181213081956

(Everyone) Armata waited until they were well out of hearing distance, stopping short of their destination. “Not specifically the Doctor. It was the entire family she loved. It was always apparent in her tone, movements and eyes. Whenever she was around them I saw great desire in her, to be apart of something so cozy and happy. A loyal husband and farther to a large sprawling group of daughters? Sounds like every Mamono’s.... But I doubt she will be seeing any of that much anymore.” Armata opens the door into his workshop. Jorge is treated with an unusual sight.

A forge with an open balcony and smokestacks up through the roof. Around them was even more curiosity. Work benches for woodwork, tinkering, forging and measuring. Everything was organized and much a curious sight from the old Armata. Once Jorge is inside, the Vampire Lord closes the door and continues.

“Imperia’s position is being my second in command, her same position during the previous leader. All the thick sewage thrown in front of me is thinned out by her. Decrees that need signing are examined by her. Documents that need to be reviewed and accounted for are consolidated by her. Arranging meetings, see VIP’s of sorts, filing Covenant profits, trade routes, food supply numbers, she also oversees the human resource wing for disgruntled staff or those simply looking for a small leave, etc.”

“It is a endless affair, yet she conquered it well, until Pramool returned. Barely a day to herself to recover from rape and torture by those foul twins and she working harder than ever before. Can you imagine, Jorge, what she was subjected to? Captured by two blood letting sadistically preverse Vampires who had control over Barghest the Hellbeast. She refuses to speak of the THINGS they did to her.”

“She wants away from this place. Away from these responsibilities and formal obligations. She wanted what the Ibrahims have. But most of all, I know she’s tired of having no one to comfort her. I know that exhausted look she gets. She thinks I don’t, but I do. She’s very tired Jorge, but I can’t afford to stop now. I need everyone doing their part if we are going to bring this bastard down.”