Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20181211225019/@comment-25808351-20181226190448

(Jester) Prad halts why of the door to the armory, his keen sense can feel the power of Armata on the other side, waiting. Summoning his courage he turns the door handle and enters. A sudden rush of heat washes over him, which is then blasted away by unyielding cold air. Prad looks over his shoulder and sees the Gray Man stuck outside the the threshold of the doorway, unable to enter. A sheen of crimson energy coats the air around them. Prad was in some kind of stasis field conjured by Armata, one the Gray Man could not penetrate.

Prad could not hear him or feel his influence, it was if he was free. However, the Gray Man was still connected to Prad, their union is at the shadows on the floor.

“Sense you stand in this room, I know you are Prad. Come, I’d like to speak to you alone.”