Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20181001230640/@comment-28358106-20181010030822

(Hound)  As Armata and the mage discuss matters outside the Estate home, there is a flash of light on the horizon. Quick as a moonbeam, glitter shining in her wake, a rush of wings announces the arrival of Antoinette.

In a blink, the Saintaur glides down with unnatural smoothness, coming to a hoof-digging skid in front of the front landing. She has landed between Armata and the home, and wheels about to face him. Her lance of light flashes into her hand, her shield doing the same as her silver armor, Caeliphon, glitters on her body.

"Qu'est-ce que tu fais ici, méchant?"

Her brow is knitted in anger, her teeth clenched as her lance is leveled at the Vampire.

"What is your business her, dealer of death?  Maudits toi et ta maison!  In the name of the Most High, begone from this place!"

Her silver hair is tossed by the wind as she faces him down.