Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20170522170711/@comment-26288702-20170614002733

Armata:"Your death is at his hands? The Boy King Of Oz? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

The Vampire signals his guard and they lower their swords.

Armata:"I grow weary of this Praetor, the carriage isn't much further. We have your wounds treated and acquire you something warm to eat."