Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20181211225019/@comment-27550231-20181215202601

"Yes... Warden."

Jorge turns to the helmet in his off hand and gazes into its empty sockets before returning his attention back to Imperia.

"I apologize for my impudence but I feel no great pride, no great honor in serving Armata. I have been under service of many a weak or powerful beings and very few of them moved me to feel any of those stated emotions. No. I feel more when alongside the common man. The worker. The farmer. The common soldier. To me helping them brings a greater honor than the emperor of any grand land."

"Armata has done much for me at a point when I myself would not have extended my hand. I owe him my life. I owe many people my life. The best I can do is offer him a portion of it before I take my leave."