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[color=gold][@FunnyGuy] Duke Lorenzo Vikena
[color=red]Location: [/color] The Park at Sorian[/color]
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[color=gold]As the crowd becomes an uproar and the waffle table falls, there is one man who stands before them all with his gaze lowered, expression unreadable. People dart forward through the grass, brushing past anyone in their way. They shove at each other and yell. Those on the line for pancakes were immensely intimidated and did not hesitate to hurry away with their plates close to their chest. Back by the fallen waffle table, the patrons were bending down and grabbing at the waffles that were still salvageable like starved madmen. 

But the red-haired man did not falter from his spot. Instead, he stepped on the head of the blonde patron who was still down below and then adjusted the grip of his gloved hand on his cane. The gold of the skull cane sparkled in the sunlight until the hand covered it from view. He raised the cane up to point at Duke Lorenzo. [/color]

[h1][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VAEVdji1dA8&t=204s&ab_channel=MusicandVideoArchives]What's that sound?[/url][/h1]

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[color=gold][color=red]"Duke.. Lorenzo...Vikena."[/color] He started off, slowly raising his gaze. The man took his time saying his name as if tasting each letter. His brows were furrowed, and a malevolent smirk tugged at his lips, [color=red]"I'm here to play..."[/color] There's a glint in his eye as he finishes the sentence, [color=red]"...and win."[/color][/color]


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