Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-26288702-20180315023505

Armata stops dead in his tracks. The childhood sights, sounds, smells and familiar wind on his body has done nothing to stop his forward march. But Tirush’s question brings him to a halt.

“The word is, ‘an-na-the-ma’. It means disgraced, dishonored, hated, scorned. It is my mark, my badge, my title. It is how they know my... my crimes shook the very foundations of my world. Now I am feared here, even more so than your world.” Armata looks back at Tirush.

The next thing Tirush can sense is the approach of armed soldiers. Armata’s presence within the city must have been noticed even before he crossed the gatehouse’s threshold. Dozens of guards march onto the scene and stand before the group. Their tight formations and synchronized movements suggest immense training and discipline. The guards are dressed in plate mail of a dark metal, underneath an yellow and black tunic. On top of their heads are bucket shaped helmets with raisable face guard.

“As you can see, Tirush, my title garners much attention.” Armata smirks.

“Indeed it does. Your reputation proceeds you, Armata De’Sange.” A tall, pale Vampire step’s forward from the soldiers. Clad in tight black armor, and sporting a long and extravagant cape. And on his shoulder is a small black dragon no bigger than a cat.

“I am Acheron Sanguine.” He says while petting the dragon’s head. “Now what brings the most well known of the shamed back to this world?”

“Two members of my coven have been kidnapped, and those responsible fled to this world.” Armata answers directly and takes several steps forward. The people of the square have all stopped their daily activities. People now watch from their seats, windowsills, allys and more. Tirush can even smell a local outdoor cook burning the food he’s cooking because he’s distracted by the spectacle.

While Armata speaks with Acheron, Tirush suddenly feels a tug on her tail. She whips around to see four children bolt away giggling, their young minds brimming with curiosity over this being they have never seen before.