Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20170522170711/@comment-26288702-20170530215039

Armata:"Where ever I am at any given time is my territory. I was traveling this way when I smelled your blood. It seemed appropriate to investigate. I am however rather surprised by my findings. The mountain of black steel aimlessly wandering the wilderness, half dead and wreaking of self loathing. Something traumatic happened?"

The Vampire begins to circle the Praetor, like predator to it's prey.

Armata:"My informants enli me to your situation, judging from your present condition, they were accurate. Hmmmm, you also lack the same aura. Your sky whore upset with you? Now you know how I felt when you ruined my kingdom. Old wounds now, and so much less important to me. You and I have a bit in common now, Tin Man. I too lost the woman I care for, because of my arrogance she has taken her life and my daughters. The things I would give to get them back..."

Armata:"I know your pain Praetor. The anger and shame that grips you... No one has any right telling you what you should do at this point or how to feel. Just like you I battled my own existential crisis. I could help you. I offer you more than water... I offer a place of rest. You may stay at my castle and recover. There is no obligations or conditions."