Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20160107051055/@comment-26571677-20160218044006

Amilanthior stared at the man carefully, staring straight into his Amber eyes, trying to deduce if this person had any ill will.

Once he was satisfied that he didn't, he drew his gaze away, and removed his combat armour, undoing the straps, and placing the chestpieces in the table next to him. Then he removed his cloak, also putting it onto the table.

He set his scroll on the table, recording what would happen, and setting a safeguard, lest anyone tamper with it, it was directly recording and transmitting to a discreet cell his teammate and he had placed somewhere around Vale. Never could be too careful.

"Do you need me to remove anything else?" He said to the scientist.

(I IS BACK!!)