Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-27550231-20180502034758

Jorge feels Armata looking at him when he spoke. His eyes dug deeply into him like ravenous maggots worming their way into his flesh. The entire ordeal was less than comfortable but it got his point across. Armata wanted him to defend Marcus, he wanted to him to reassure Tirush that he could be saved. That perhaps the actions of the Destroyer were noble. But after facing such a brute he wasn't sure if he could truly do so.

"Heh the lover's flame? I am honored to bestowed with such a gift, it is a shame your husband is not a warrior as he may not whitnes such a thing. Or perhaps it is good he is not, I'd rather you not stress yourself knowing that he was in danger."

-sigh-

"Alright Armata, everyone. While I do doubt that Marcus would kidnap a child, be in league with vampires or attack us without just cause he is still fighting us and it seems that he is not holding back much. In fact I am certain that he was playing with us. But I will not give him the same courtesy. He is much stronger and dangerous than I and if he survived  that last strike and I'm certain he has, we can not count on him playing with us a second time. I would say that it pains me to do this but it doesn't.  It really doesn't. So as long as he fights us I will do what I can to stop him as I would expect you to do to me if I turned."