Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27743663-20170116051854/@comment-27743663-20170118223606

Covered almost entirely in sand, Gillian couldn't help but feel his ire spark up, closing his book with a loud clap that showed his irritation. Removing his sides and standing up to dust the sand off himself, he tossed his book aside, the item in question disappearing in a golden ripple as Gillian shoved his hands in his pockets and looked over his arrived vassals. Already looked better than the previous batch, and proved more amusing, save for the being covered in sand. The entrances were far too bland however, he's already seen these types before. Really the only other thing that irked him was their age. All children.

Perhaps specifically listing off his dislike for them only attracted more? A note for future attempts.

"Yes, I am indeed a King. The King of all of which you see here. Regardless, apologies are unncessary, I am feeling particularly forgiving today," stated Gillian with a dismissive shrug, taking the paper handed over to him and reading it. Not paying it much mind, he shoved it into his pocket, sitting back down on his longue chair to lean back in relaxation.

"I applaud you for your dilligence, Miss Tiaryn, however, such actions are unnecessary. For having dared showed themselves in my presence, all Grimm in this area are to be left to me. Moving on from that, it is mildly pleasing to see you all arrived with little difficulty. Introductions are in order first, it is necessary to know each the rest of the, as Miss Sachi has said, livestock you shall be acquitted with in your time here. Then we shall discuss your being here."

Leaning back further in his chair and putting his shades back on, he recalled something, making a quick note of it for the others.

"Ah yes, the cretin with likely parental issues cannot speak. Whether this is by choice or an actual alignment, I do not know. The filth's name is Coyote Mudo, humorous for a dog who cannot bark. Feel free to bother and pester him as much as you all please, in fact, I encourage it," spoke Gillian with an uncaring yawn, crossing both arms behind his head as he leisurely laid there and waited.