[center][h3][b][color=a187be]Lorenzo of Windor[/color][/b][/h3][/center][hr]
Lorenzo calmly addressed all of the men at his doorstep. [color=a187be]"I am Lorenzo, dog trainer for Lord Bryce, yes. Come in, mister doctor, and help yourself to a seat whilst I converse with these gentlemen,"[/color] Lorenzo's voice was surprisingly cheery as he scooted his chair over to allow for the doctor to come in. Martyrdom waltzed over to the two men and began sniffing at their boots with reckless curiosity before returning to Lorenzo's side at the sound of a snap, followed by a specific whistle.

[color=a187be]"Now then, what is it that I can do for you two?"[/color] Lorenzo asked with his cheery facade, patting Martyrdom on the head as he calmly waited for an answer out of the men at his doorstep. Hopefully his mom and pop would return soon in order to properly handle these men, as Lorenzo was cutting into the good doctor's time with this meeting. How rude of him, and how rude of these men! Especially the man claiming to be the Lord's son! Lorenzo knew the Lord, and he heard rumors of how his son hated to be known around locally. Why would that change now in front of Lorenzo, a knight, and a doctor? It didn't make sense!