Machine Made of Flesh

N/A · 06-01-2013, 10:15 PM

The girl introduced herself and Fenrir had to hold back his slight surprise. She had an extremely long title. Kamala Tahir Mathias. Grand Duchess of Seracia. Not that he knew what that rank was. What was it? He gave her a quizzical look before he settled back to listen to her speak. Head would dip forward as she agreed to answering his questions. The sigh didn't go unnoticed either, but he felt that it wasn't his place to ask what plagued her mind so he stayed silent.

"For one, what is your rank exactly. I'm not familiar with your pack's ranks. Also, I'm aware that you are a kingdom, and your customs are different but after that I'm rather oblivious to how things are run. Would you mind explaining your rules and customs to me?"

He knew it was a tall order to fill, but he was curious, and certainly wouldn't make the same mistake he had made with Valhalla. He also eventually wanted to meet Gerhardt. He would settle for this for now.

[ooc: Sorry, this post really sucks]

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