Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-25808351-20190316173841

(Everyone) Cerberus tears away at a leg of charred meat, while he is still barely clothed. He gnaws away at charred leg of meat with zero care of what is at stake. Armata sits down in a seat beside Cerberus and watches for moment as the Guarddog eats unrestrained.

“As soon as you have had your fill of food, you need to stand with us out in the field-“ Armata swiftly interrupted.

“Yeah I fucking know.” Cerberus says with a mouth full of food. “I have to fight my father AGAIN, for all you.”