Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-27550231-20180311041059

Praetor looks on from his ring of doctors. Armata knew more than he was willing to tell him, perhaps for fear of having him run? No Armata didn't think that low of him. Surely there was a reason as to why.

"I'm fine. Just need some rest... and perhaps something for the pain."

He assisted the orderlies a s best he could to stand himself up but given his state there was not much he could do.

"Take me to my room... I need to rest before our next engagement. Unless there is something you need me to do Armata? There's something you know, I won't ask you here but I want to know. I need to know what I'm getting myself into."

"I don't want this to turn into another catastrophy like Castle Neumitor."