Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20170522170711/@comment-26288702-20170816041827

"Nononononono! That's not it sir, Lord Armata did not strike me. He noticed the bruise starting to form to. I was hoping it wouldn't have begun to change color till I cover it with some makeup or something. Don't worry about it." Layoka begins swinging her dangling legs as she sits in the chair.

"My lord asked me to do the same thing you did. He wants me to report to him regularly about you, saying something about your soul being conflicted." Layoka looks to Praetor confused.

(Off to bed Bt, night.)