Sir Vycker steps up, slightly in front of the rest of the group. He pushes away the longsword sheathed at his belt, making room as he kneels and drops his head. Still facing the ground, the warrior speaks softly, though despite his debased position he holds a certain level of pride and confidence in his words and pose.

"I am Sir Vycker the Adamant, Hand of Verase and Knight of the Realm. I come before your kingship seeking the work which you have advertised, offering my sword and service in return for whatever reward your offer."

He remains kneeling, head bowed, and seems to hold no intention of rising without the order.