Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-27550231-20180604042210

Somthing about this little spat amused him. Something about the vampire he loathed speaking so highly of him and Tirush... Some dark thing reveled in their anger and brought him joy it made him feel warm. Slowly and deliberately he brought his arms back and stared up at the obscured sky.

-Tell him the truth. We owe him that much.-

'''I haven't heard from you in a while. For a moment I thought you dead.'''

-Why do you think you stayed concious for so long? Back to the point! Tell him the truth so he can shut up and let us rest. Perhaps even start to heal.-

You know what that ring does right?

-Yes. But at this point survival is more important, besides with two minds on the defense we will be difficult to mold.-

So be it.

"I do not worship her Armata. I do not worship the goddess that brought me back to life."