Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20181211225019/@comment-25808351-20181213172341

(Everyone) “Unfortunately so. She will have to press on until this is over. Though it’s fair to say my trust in her is well placed. To be able to suffer such a traumatic thing, and continue to function, I find to be an example of her strength. But let us move on to the other reason I called you here, your helm.”

Armata leads Jorge over to the old helmet Jorge has sported for so long. He had managed to return the helmet to it’s original shape, though certain areas Jorge could see where certain spots where Armata could not straighten out the metal 100%, lest he reforged it.

“The spots where Pramool’s fingers dug in I was able to straighten out, but other points, there is fractures in the metal. Unless I reforge the helm there isn’t much I could do. It’s a compromised helm, Jorge. It will protect you no doubt, but you’d best watch what you let hit your head. A heavy enough attack from Pramool will destroy that, and your head with it.”