Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161103020802/@comment-26288702-20161116012857

Armata looks at the spilled goblet and smirks, it's contents creep across the floor and are absorbed into the cloak.

Armata:"Such a useless display." His attention returns to everyone. "To become Vampire, is to obtain true immortality, to heighten all your senses and bolster your attributes beyond mortal comprehension. I am willing to grant you this gift if you are willing to join me... I'm rather surprised none of you have even considered such a thing yet."

His eyes shift to Ibrahim.

Armata:"Imagine it Doctor... With an endless lifetime, (Armata appears next to Ibrahim and runs his claw past Ibrahim's graying hair.) you would not have to fear the costs of your magic... (Armata then appears above them, gliding across the ceiling.) You would be able to live a life with your Golems, whom I assume will live far longer than you, naturally of course. With such years, imagine the work you could accomplish, the strides you could make in your research. The indescribable pleasure you could give to your lover..."

Armata melds into the ceiling and disappears. Now his voice is heard all around, from every direction, the fire bowls burning violently.

Armata:"Or you Praetor, we have a bit in common. Believe it or not I too seek the death of the Demon Lord, her power has tainted this world and upset it's natural Order. I seek to correct this. With my help, you would see the pretentious whore die at your feet, your purpose fulfilled, you could rest at last and be with your goddess. Perhaps we could have been friends..."