Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20181211225019/@comment-25808351-20181226035639

(Jester) “Heh, hehe, hehehehehe.” Armata rapid fires a guttural giggle that the altered-Prad hears from all directions, as the Lord has control of the castle beyond an authoritative level. “You talk and act as if you have me all figured out. And I must say, I find it amusing.”

Armata soon smirked at Altered-Prad with smug and arrogant stare, fully showcasing his lack concern over this corrupting force’s conclusions on him. “I ask about the young man’s opinion because, it’s his body, your occupying. Why do I concern myself with this matter, if I was so ready to lead him to danger? It’s simple. Prad agreed to the mission. As young as he is, he knew there would be danger. And thus I trusted him to pull his weight and not slow our progress. He has proven a valuable ally, thus I find it note worthy to keep an eye on his health and reward him for his courage.”

“Your skepticism and bleak overview of this castle and it inhabitants, is unwarranted and uneducated. You have not spent enough time here to pass judgement on those who call this place home. Let alone my people or any others.” Armata then closes the distance between Alter-Prad.

“No, no you know nothing of the suffering they’ve endured at the hands of YOUR kind. And just like us, YOUR kind reviled in bloodshed of your enemies, the ends justifying the means.... My world made peace with humans. Guarded them, raised them. What has befallen my world is our responsibility, and now they fight to fix it. As do I.”

“There is no possibility the boy you control, considers you a friend. While you sit here and bluster your grim opinion of the innocent, that boy sits in darkness. That sacrificial lamb, as you call him, deserves better than that. He should be mentored, if you grant him so much. Not left in shadows.” Armata then sneers, as if he was suddenly disrespected.

“Also, I gave Prad, permission to walk this hall and examine this collection.... Not. You. The young man is my guest. Not. You.... I wonder if Prad can hear me. I wonder if he understands me, deep down wherever his soul lay in your shadow. I wonder if he realizes the potential he has. Or the fact that I prefer his company vastly to yours. A vengeful spirit blinded by it’s rage and distrust, so much so that it possesses a kind young man.”

“I do not know the nature of the pact you hold with this boy, nor the circumstances at which you latched yourself to him. But I do know he’d be better of with your poisonous hate running through his veins.... I would know, I’ve hated for a long time. It blinded me to many things, and know you are blinding that boy from the good in front of him.” Armata steps back.