[center][color=black][b][h1]Gaivred[/h1][/b][/color][/center]
[b][center]Greymont Castle[/center][/b]

Gaivred stood in the chamber, feet spread for balance and comfort, with gloved hands clasped in front of himself. A fairly relaxed pose but he was fully capable of lunging into a fight at a moments notice. Assuming one even broke out in the castle walls, which he really doubted it would. Even with all the odd people gathering to escort one young prince. His brown eyes watched the movements the others did from the corner he situated himself in. The youth laying on their stomach to seemingly write in a book. The dirty looks a young woman gave to what appeared to be an older and knightly woman. Where a swordsman had situated himself and remained as still as he was. A bard tuning his lute, strangely in silence. What looked to be a priestess frozen with a little bird chirping on her head that was soon fed by her. [i]Oddball...[/i] He thought, everyone had their pets. The last person he observed was the darker skinned girl who was watching the rest.

[i]A motley crew for an escort.[/i] Were his thoughts as the prince came sliding down the handrail. Reaching up he pulled his helm from his head out of respect for the youths station. A brief shake and his hair settled back to his head while he tucked the helm against his hip, the other hand hooking a thumb into his belt. The young mans presence seemed to kick everything up, getting the bard to talk with the young one writing in the book. The swordsman talking with the young woman giving the knightly one dirty looks. His lips twitched a bit when she tried to pronounce what her clothing was. It was a bit cute.

The prince darted off after greeting the knightly woman, Rhea was her name apparently. The princeling was full of energy this morning it seemed. On his return he gave the group a wave, which got another quirk of Gaivred's lips. It felt like the boy didn't know what the group was gathered for, instead focusing on Rhea. A roll of his shoulders made the white furred mantle flick further up into a more comfortable position and got his armor to click quietly. He was unsure whether introductions would be made by a single person or if they were supposed to introduce themselves. For now he would wait and continue to watch the group.