Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171024033731/@comment-26288702-20171024210256

(Ibs/S9) A small sigh comes from Imperia as she looks yonder to her lord. Without a shadow of a doubt all competitors are plotting against Armata, and she worries. {With his reputation, everyone will target him first. Even if he is the most powerful here, there's more than enough capable warriors here to encumber him. Without a steady supply of blood, these odds will drain him if he is not careful.} She thinks to herself.

Imperia turns her attention to the Ibrahim family and her smile returns. Their unity and devotion to one another is humbling and sweet. A feeling she has always wanted. She stands to meet them all and to add her thoughts.

"While some would doubt it, my lord Armata is an honorable man. Therefore he will honor the terms set by the Vantulos. However, do not take this as a sign of weakness or a loophole to exploit. Kioshi, Sun-Mi? Practice caution and exercise discretion. Lord Armata, is NOT to be trifled with. As capable as you 2 may be, he sits on a level all his own. Be careful... and I would listen well to any advice your mother Tirush gives on the field." Imperia gives each girl a smile and returns to her seat.

"Good luck to you all, and may the rightful warrior win."

Armata hesitates to answer. Finally he speaks, though his answer is vague and short. "None of my wishes can be granted by this band of fools. My only purpose here today, is to prove a point and gain what little respect I can."