Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-26288702-20180311035034

"I do not know what it was Jorge. I thought I did, but something about how it moved, acted and little to no verbal contact it had, made me question what I thought. Whatever it was, it wont escape us twice..." Shortly after Armata finishes his statement, he begins undoing Praetor's armor as the medical team and mages rush to examine everyone and everything. while the mages scan the area with spells, Jorge is instantly surrounded by doctors and nurses all testing his vitals, limbs and perception.

Though the attention is rather overwhelming annoying, Armata sports Praetor a look of "just deal with it". The medical crew stands up and face Armata like soldiers addressing a general.

"Nothing of note, sir. The patient is fine. No indications of serious injury!" The doctor shouts.

"Good, give the man some room then. Summon my messengers while you're at it. There is work to do." Armata barks. The staff rush off, except for the mages, who meticulously examine the rift site.

Their hands are surrounded by glyphs of arcanum as they scan the area. Each of the group scan everything from the corners to the decorative statues in the room. Slowly they cover every square inch of the room while Aramta recovers quickly. Swiftly an group of Vampiric messengers enter the throne room. They bow simultaneously as they approach their lord.

"Master! You have summoned us!?" The captain of the squad shouts.

"The situation is severe. Lady Imperia and Apprentice Layoka have been abducted by a couple of unidentified individuals from another realm. Send word to every kingdom imaginable! WHITEMARCH, ZAHMERIA, THE REPTILE KINGDOM, THE VANTOLUS, OZ AND THE OTHER BRANCHES OF THE COVENANT! GO NOW!!!" Armata's words are harsh and full of anger as he sees groups of his personal guard and servants drug out as charred remains.