Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170217234150/@comment-26288702-20170221022820

Imperia:"Such manners." She giggles. "You need not apologize doctor, you are being judged on proper etiquette. If this was a banquet or gathering of nobilities, it would be a different case. Unfortunately, the situation is severe and I don't think you are going to like it one bit." Her smile fades and she becomes like a business woman. "Right this way Ibrahim and please, do not be alarmed when you enter. My Lord truly wishes to find a common ground with you."

She Imperia turns and pushes open the large double doors that lead into the throne room. A long red carpet runs the length of the floor leading up to the Lord Vampire himself. Red flames burn in the fire bowls lining the carpet, female Vampire bodyguards stand by each bowl and watch Ibrahim like a hawk as he enters.

Armata:"Welcome doctor, it has been a while..."