Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161008211047/@comment-26288702-20161022101459

(Yes, yes you do...)

The Foyer or Audience Hall, is a long, wide hallway that is 200 yards wide and 500 long, the height is twice that. The ceiling is a giant window that allows the moons gaze to seep into the room causing a beautiful ambient light to stain the floor a pale blue. Pillars and fire bowls line the massive corridor, a red carpet laid the stretch of the hall, as if meant for our heros. Once again Hound has returned to the immortal castle and glances over the familiar scenery. Without saying a word, he crosses the threshold of the door frame and into the jaws of this wretched architecture.

(Meanwhile, back on the battlefield...)

Godfrey:"What in the name of all the is holly, was that?! Who were those men and how did the Vampire kill so many in an instant?!" Godfrey shakin terribly yells at the stoic and reserved Wulf.

Wulf sits atop his brilliant white steed, the wind carrying his cape and rustling his gray hair. He let the general stew for a moment as he asses the situation.

Wulf:"I warned you of that bastard's power, they each should have taken a black blood potion, yet you didn't listen. Now, because of your arrogance, you have sacrificed 10,000 brave men to the jaws of death. You should have been Armata's first kill..."

Godfrey:"Damn it Wulf, I'm in no mood for this! So what do we do know? Do we send in the rest?"

Wulf:"..... No, the three that entered, we will let them do our work for us. With any luck they all perish inside..."