Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-26288702-20180320233542

“I am not the leader of this expedition. Lord De’Sange is.” Renwick step’s back from Armata. The Vampire Lord turns to face Tirush, aware of her anxious desire to get on with the hunt.

“What me must do, is calm ourselves. Though we are powerful, so is Barghest and his new ally. If they have an army of Lesser Vampire at their backs, they will be even more dangerous. However, they have insulted me, my Covenant and stolen my advisor. Praetor, they have taken Layoka, a child. Truly they have no sense of honor, thus we must me them with befitting ferocity. They’ve taken Imperia, so I will hold you to your words Tirush.” Armata begins to pace back and forth.

“So burn them, scorch the very ground they stand on. Make good on your vows, and destroy everything they use for shelter. Renwick. I know the cunning and talents of seasoned Hunters, you will aid Tirush in tracking. Prad, I know not your talents, but I’m sure we will soon find out. So stand together, all of you. We will bring these dogs to heel for their crimes.”

“TIRUSH! Our destination is Totemul Suferentei, that way!” Armata points east of his current standing. “You can’t miss it. A fortress with a spire, cages hang from it’s walls with dead filling occupying them. Let us delay no more.”