Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20161227141359/@comment-26288702-20170110012221

Imperia:"How dare you?! You lowly Wis-"

Imperia is cut off by Amrata, who raises a hand to her. His gaze at Imperia is one of sheer rage.

Armata:"You will not open your mouth, until I command you to, understand Imperia?"

Imperia:"B-but my Lord, she insults your honor and speaks of your past..."

Armata:"Lady Cyndwella is free to speak her mind, she is the favored wife of Victivius, the Void King. So I suggest you remain silent and continue to ogle the mut. Although 'scab eating, anemic, inbred leech' is a bit of an exaggeration. People may have fallen under my influence, but I never lie, even Hound can attest to that. So when I say I'm here to seek a truce, you know I mean it. Honestly I don't want anything to do with Hound or this country, but growing issues require I make sacrifices and curb my pride for the time being."