Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-27550231-20190227062042

"Your prayer... is not urgent?"

After placing the book he was inspecting back on the shelf Jorge mimicked his host and removed his helmet as well.

"That is quite the heretical comment there. You are lucky that I am no inquisitor nor care. I am here to ask and perhaps even answer any questions you may have."

Keeping one hand on his helmet Praetor circled around the desk and sat down, taking the time to get comfortable before starting once more.

"What stars aligned to have you come to his aid? How was he of all beings able to contact a Valkyrie of such standing without starting a battle to draw your attention? Tell me. I can no longer bear the curiosity gnawing at the back of my mind."