Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-25808351-20190312025826

(Everyone) As the group approaches the city gates, the doors open automatically. Soldiers line the walkways and streets leading to the halls of the council. For a great time they walk. Countless pillar, statues, stones, halls and people pass them as the group is guided into audience hall of Tepes. Dozens of highborn Vampires relax in their chosen thrones, eyeballing the group with shock and discrimination.

“Welcome Armata. Who, are your thralls? Are they here by choice or force? Their answers are their own.” The Crimson hooded mistress of the council’s top tier speaks.