Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-27550231-20181120170834

Jorge rests the palm of his free hand on the suit of armor an looks deep into the visor's dark interior. After a long moment of silence he lowers his head allowing his brow to come in contact with the cold metal before turning to face Armata once more.

"Then what shall you have your Warden do?"