Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-25808351-20190127060346

(Everyone) An hour passes, Armata stands alongside the Doll as she observes her new room. Suddenly a guard steps into the room.

“My Lord, the blood samples.” The guard holds up a small wooden box containing four viles of blood. Armata nods a takes the box while the guard bows and leaves. The Vampire Lord looks over the box and then to the Doll.

“You stay here, I need to go do something.” As Armata walks out the Doll watches him with a blank expression. Armata walks his way back to his coffin’s room. The cold air in the room serves as a perfect means to keep the blood cold until the group goes to Tepes. He sets the box down in his coffin and leaves the room.

“They should be safe in there.”