Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170802162903/@comment-26288702-20170803231805

(S9) Imperia:"Well, pleased to meet you both. My lord does not easily accept help. Despite all I could say, he will no doubt shut himself out from us all. The best thing to do, is leave him be. It is all we can do. Regardless, are you part of the band?"

Armata strolls through the forest, alone with nothing but his thoughts. He thinks of a dream, a reality he has never spoken of, one desires more than any other. The thought fills him with a small sense of peace, but a swell of sorrow he can barely hold back. He seats himself upon a tree stump and cooks in a beam of sunlight breaking through the trees.