Rhythmical Creation of Beauty

*Gerhardt* · 05-10-2013, 07:40 PM

It seemed fate had a way of lining things up, for the damsel recognized him from the previous day. She also seemed well aware of where she was, and the dangers that lurked just around the corners. She was a brave one, wasn't she? She would inquire more about Seracia, more or less demanding information from him. His name, he'd forgotten to give it last time, he wouldn't forget it this time. "My name is Gerhardt Mathias, King of Seracia." He smiled gently. "Seracia is a Kingdom-based pack, founded upon the pillars of honor and respect. Each member is expected to be courteous and friendly to every other member, and of course they are also expected to do their part to help the pack. Our members vary in their histories and personal beliefs, but everyone is generally kind and friendly. The goal of the pack is simply to be the best we can be, and to uphold honor and respect at all times."

He wondered if she could see herself in Seracia, living amongst the other subjects of the Kingdom. He hardly knew her, but the King was fond of giving others a chance at the life he lived, and she would be no exception to that. His tail wavered behind him placidly as he waited for a response from her, ready and willing to answer any more questions she might have about Seracia. It was only logical for her to be curious, and perhaps a bit reserved about her decision. It wasn't something to be decided upon lightly, she would be choosing where to live quite possibly for the rest of her life.

"Speech"

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