Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170724000238/@comment-26288702-20170725030944

Armata:"And if I don't?"

Imperia:"Just do it my lord. The Gray Lady commands it. Please, for the Covenant..."

Imperia gestures to the flask and Armata indulges. He pulls the cork and downs the entire bottle. His vision sets upon Adelaide.

Armata:"Tastes rich..."