Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191103030646/@comment-27666783-20191105182331

Having switched away from the combat arena's audience, the two visitors embark toward the ceremonial hall. Bertram quickly steeled himself despite the dreadful news, if there was anything he could boast about himself is his ability to compartmentalize, so he assumed. He peers backward to his sibling, catching an alert glimpse, he offers a warm smile to brighten the mood. He knew she lied to him, he didn't know which aspect but there was a lie nonetheless. Of course this conversation had to continue at another time, she must have known he'd have to bring this up again.

But another time indeed, he re-adjusts his doublet and throws a finger into his ornate collar as they enter the room. On his digit was a little coin-like object, it secreted a cologne of particularly no conventional odor. It did not emanate anything but the faint metallic sensation of fidelity. A fake manipulation of the energies to veil his oath to chastity and describe him as 'happily married', lest maiden Mamono become acutely aware of his presence as a 'bachelor of abstinent proportions'. Next, he produced some small paper strips, examining them and returning the bundle to his pocket, "I shall go for a beverage, keep an eye out for Sabbath counter-intelligence, they're bloody good a smoking people out." Chen nods, remaining stationary.