User blog comment:SCORNFUL1/Audience With A Vampire: Ask Armata De'Sange/@comment-28358106-20171226071958/@comment-26288702-20171227031211

Armata pauses for a moment. He looks at Adelaide, giving an unsurprised expression that she asked. His index finger nail grows until it is like the talon of a eagle. He slowly buries it into the bottle's cork.

"Yes, busy. Busy making mistakes." He twists his finger and yanks the cork clean out. "I made the mistake of underestimating some of my opponent's abilities to handle my attacks during the Vantulos competition. I then underestimated my ability to restrain my love of conflict. A series of mistakes I regret, as it called into question the legitimacy of this Covenant."

He sets the bottle down, and lets the wine breath for a moment. Imperia shifts in her seat as the dreaded conversation was underway.

"Fortunately, Baku of the Vantulos does not hold the Covenant responsible for the sins of one. Hence the Covenant is still in terms with the Vantulos. I however, am banded from any further interactions. Be they social or otherwise. Despite what you may have read, I didn't not try to kill that, Slime girl during the Hunt." He says pulling the cork from his claw.

"I underestimated her abilities and my reflexes took over. She ended up burning to a severe degree. After that I could not take back my actions. There was nothing left to do except take everyone's rage and aggression. In the end, the Vantulos had the greatest spectacle of any game ever held. To bad I rigged it at my expense." He pours both Adelaide and Imperia a goblet of wine, before relaxing in his seat and sipping his own wine.