Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161008211047/@comment-25808351-20161009132019

"Of course. A little bird informed me that Armata is preparing to change the world.... I doubt it will benefit you or me." I turn slightly and face north, my hand extended I point beyond the far mountains. "That is where he is. I'm asking you for your assistance. I'm going to storm Armata's castle.... I've already convinced Praetor to join me. But I still need a doctor. Praetor and I specialize in combat, but your skills in magic and medicine would be invaluable."

I turn back to Doc. Lightening now splinters the sky as thunder cracks. My eyes look to see the family I came to love, afraid, full of resentment. I couldn't not speak for a few seconds as I took it in, but I'm the strongest being in more ways then one. I power through my pain and turn my gaze back to Ibrahim, I continue.

"I wouldn't ask your help if I didn't need it, Doctor. I've faced Armata before and I cannot beat him alone. Most importantly, I refuse to let him have his way with this world."