Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20181225230547/@comment-26545936-20181230174753

"I don't know." She started, and the armor floated and turned to face him once again. "Where would you be going in the first place?"

He was fearless, or at the least held very little to begin with. Confident, possibly, most definitely confused at her, he had not seen her kind before? Perhaps he did, but why wasn't he attacking than? He was with a group, of course, he didn't know, so perhaps the others of his didn't know either.

"I would assume to be your prisoner I guess, I've nowhere to go and your numbers are more than mine as you can no doubt see." The gauntlets twirled around for a second, the hammerfeet stomped the ground lightly. As if too say that she was more than one, but that she knew that there was more of him than her in any the case.

"Missionaries?" She suddenly questioned, though her monotone made it hard for one to think it a question. "Is the Chief Goddess the one you serve?" It would make sense for his aggression, it did not make sense still, for why he was not outright attacking her.