Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-25808351-20181121005111

(BT) With each servant and guard asked, Jorge nears his target. He can sense his increasing closeness to Layoka. As he marches down numerous halls and up stairs, Jorge becomes familiar with the environment and soon puts together that Layoka is within her personal quarters. As the knight reaches the door, his giant bear paw of a hand gently taps the door.

Jorge can hear footsteps approach the door. The knob turns, and the door opens slightly. There, Imperia’s face is within the crack between the door and the frame.

“Oh! Sir Jorge. I wasn’t expecting you for sometime. I assumed Lord Armata would have occupied more of your time. I take it you came to see Layoka?” Imperia then opens the door. Jorge is treated to a heartwarming sight. Layoka is bundled in blankets, a roaring fire crackles in the hearth of the room. A bowl of warm soup sits atop the entable by her bed. Layoka is cleaned up, and bandages applied to her every scrape and cut.

Imperia stands aside, giving Jorge a complete unhindered path to the child. Layoka turns her head. As she realizes that it is Jorge in the doorway, her eyes beam with happiness. She throws her arms up and shouts as tears stream down her flushed cheeks.

“MR.JORGE!!!!”