[center][h2][color=bc8dbf]Garuda Pacifier[/color][/h2][/center][hr]
[color=bc8dbf]"Garuda Pacifier. But please, call me Garuda. I am the son of a noble lord and mage in the far northern country of Acity. And you are...a prince, eh?[/color]

Garuda glanced him from top to bottom, his palm placed on his chin. Well, he certainly had that appearance of a prince, though his posture might not suggest it very well. He might not be able to slake his thirst for battle, but he was indeed a friendly one, and forgiving. But the thing that caught his attention more was the fact that he was usurped from the throne. That's a cruel fate he had been spoken to there. 

[color=bc8dbf]"I have no means to intrude your personal affairs, but may you explain your statement. You said you were...usurped from the thrones."[/color]

He could have guessed the answer as something controversial, and some scenarios played in his mind, but the true answer could only come from one source. And that was if he'd be willing to speak.

[@Letter Bee]