Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-26288702-20180312221913

Armata's eyes shift to the spit wade hocked by Tirush, then they shift back to the copper Wyvern.

"True. I haven't been the perfect example of a caring Lord, but I've never treated her like a pet. If Imperia held such a demeaning role she wouldn't be my advisor. Not all of us are sensitive to the needs of others, I am one such person. Imperia has indeed met some adversity as my right hand. She's closer to me than any other Vampire who's approach me, thus she receives a bit of scrutiny from a few jealous women. But I have always respected her advice." Armata crosses his arms.

"So if you can believe it, I am just determined to get her back as well, and discover what reason this has happened. To attack my subordinates and kidnap a crucial member of my Covenan, is unacceptable. Thus these intruders and their masters will learn the error of their ways. Once we learn where they went, we ca-"

"MY LORD!" One of the mages shouts out. "We have traced the energies to their place of origin. We are unable to open a rift due to insufficient energy, but we can at least open a tear and see into the world."

"DO IT!" Armata marches over as all five mages simultaneously charge their Arcanum and concentrate on the energies created by the rift. With a flash and powerful magic, the mages successfully a tear. It's a small rift only large enough to look through. It flickers and ripples for a moment while Armata peers in. He sees nothing unusual, at first. He then notices a Katakan. It's a lesser Vampire native to his world. The ugly bat like creature, has red tinted skin and white patches of hair growing form it's head arms and legs. It's face is reminiscent to a bat, and it sports large yet undeveloped wings on it's back.

The creature skulks around the area, picking at the ground and sniffing the air. The land is coated in moonlight, while a strong breeze barrels through the trees. The Katakan then looks up to the sky and smells the wind rushing past. Then it skitters off to ancient ruin, one that Armata immediately recognizes.

The ruin is akin to a fortress, but it's eastern corner is a large spire tower that is in ruthless decay, seemingly ready to collapse. Shredded banners and flags flap and sway in the violent wind, while steel cages housing human remains swing from chain links that are attached to the ramparts of the old fortress. What catches Amrata's eyes is that the human remains are fresh, and there are numerous torches lit, yet this old fortress to Armata's knowledge was abandoned countless year ago. Despite this, he's knows where they need to go.

"Close the tear, I've seen enough." Armata steps away form the mages. He slowly walks toward his throne, yet he stops. He lowers himself, and sits on one the stairs leading up to his throne. Armata runs his fingers through his hair as he sits in thought. He then rises quickly and points to a guard.

"YOU! Awaken Praetor! Tell him we have news on the matter!" The guard runs out of the room and straight to the guest quarters. He passes through numerous halls of other staff just as busy as himself. He knocks on the door of Praetor's room.

"Sir Praetor! Lord Armata has called for your presence in the Throne Room! An update of the kidnapping has been found!" The guard shouts immediately after knocking, not wait for a reply.

In the Throne Room, Armata looks to Tirush. "This has become far more complicated..."