Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170919032125/@comment-26288702-20171017212821

(Ibs) Imperia looks down at Partha and smiles, the giggles. "I have been asked many questions in my life but that is a first Partha. Hmmmm..." She pauses as she pretends to think. "I suppose, but no biting." Imperia says in a stern yet silly way. "Hopefully I taste like cherries, I love cherries."

Outside, Armata stares at Tirush unfazed but a fire has stirred in his gut. "Temper, temper Tirush. I have no kin in this world. So if I raise my hand to your family, it will be I alone you face. But something tells me you'd enjoy that. A chance to deliver justice in their names or perhaps it's just a desire to burn me alive? Either way it's an interesting thought. You pack the same fire as the mutt, in the metaphorical sense."

"You both are so quick to spill blood for your loved ones and both are beasts posturing as civilized individuals. Bluster at me all you want, I've faced more terrifying beings than you. Though I can't say I'm not interested to see what you can do..."