Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160820182648/@comment-26288702-20160830032758

Armata:"Perhaps you didn't hide that past or you have openly reformed your ways. Hound has hidden it and the Doctor obviously has a dispute with such brutality and secrecy." Armata walks to the shadowed corner of the room. "It matters not, once this is over you can all return to your short lives." Armata melts into the shadows, his eyes the last thing to seen before disappearing completely. He materializes on the upper level of the castle, breathing heavily.

Armata:"Damn it, I need blood. With my power this deminshed, even these basic tricks are tiresome." Looks around for any sign of life.