Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-27550231-20190208031328

"Aye..."

The Warden looked into his helmets eye slits and contemplated his current situation and any future plans he had. Imperia, Layoka, could he truly keep them around? Could he truly be trusted to take care of them as Armata wanted. Did he want tu carry such a burden?

Pushing these thoughts away Jorge donned his helmet and stood from his seat and looked to the door.

"I will go look for Prad and ask him about the living armor. Should I bring him here?"