Role-Play- The Arena of Akrotiri.

[D00T]

The suits, while immovable, seem to be charged by the energy, a sort of aura forms around them

[Jack Teach]

The priest walks forward, still chanting. He then stops, but the suits still cannot move. Walks up to one and calmly says:

If you can speak, tell me your master's name.

[Meliva]

The figures just look annoyed and confused. One simply asks Veera if she could just teleport the stupid things to the bottom of the ocean and be done with it. Veera shrugs and says she wants to see how this ends, but she will if it doesn't work out. Though they do start discussing what the suits are here for.

[D00T]

The smaller one simply says
“We are men of the world, we keep the balance of good and evil of this reality, we serve the greater good”

[Jack Teach]

Jack looks around, bewildered, he leans on his gentleman's cutlass.

Should have sacked caspian...again.

The priest looks at him sharply

Who commands you? Tell me or I shall tear you to pieces, and send your unholy essence to the pit.

[Meliva]

The audience begin to look bored, Emily looks concerned as she prods Dow and whispers to do something. She makes an illusion to trick the crowd into thinking they are seeing a great fight. She whispers to the others

I hope these lot take care of these stupid fools soon. I don't have the ability to keep an entire arena tranced forever. God why can't anything be simple, why do mysterious figures and forces always make things complicated.

Another figure just shrugs before responding.

To be fair, we fall into that category too usually.

They all nod before shrugging.

[D00T]

The bonds seem to start to break, as the armor are absorbing the energy used
“Unholy essence?You have no idea what you are talking about”

[Jack Teach]

the priest raises his hand. He yells with a voice like thunder:

Who is your master? What controls you?

[Meliva]

Carl steps forward as he just looks annoyed as he speaks to the armors.

Oh my god, does no one with magic know how to communicate? Or explain themselves? Or give bloody answers?

He just shouts to the armor.

WHY ARE YOU HERE, WHAT DO YOU WANT, WHO ARE YOU AND DON"T GIVE ANY STUPID MYSTERIOUS BLOODY ANSWERS? I DONT WANT TO HEAR ANY STUPID MYSTIC VAGUE CRAP.

[D00T]

The smaller armor jerks his head toward the bigger one
“He is a mute, as for our purpose, do you people not know that high amount of magic may attract demons?”