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Latrell walked along the streets of Abona, wandering and letting his curious streak flare as he looked at each of the buildings, the people, and the way they all looked at him strangely as he got far too comfortable with his surroundings. He was far more used to the port town of Shestead, and was almost looking too hard for some of the usual mannerisms he'd seen back in his hometown. He'd find no such comfort here, in this far off capital city where everyone felt much more important than they really were. At least that's the case on the Silken Roads, and Latrell found his original impression of the place to be rather accurate. [i][color=darkgoldenrod]Too many important people doing too much 'important' things, it seems.[/color][/i] He thought to himself as he continued walking along the well-kept streets.

It wasn't until he reached the walls of the castle that he finally reached into his bag and pulled out his dear friend, Buki. Mechanical gears whirred inside his currently lifeless body, and with a flick of a switch the light bulbs adorning his head where his "ears" would be came to life. Blue-tinted electricity soon filled his body to give him motor control and sentience once more, a form of magic imbuement that Latrell had gotten rather accustomed to. Buki looked to his creator and his cheeks clicked upwards in a smile. [color=Dodgerblue]"HELLO LATY. HAVE WE MADE IT YET?"[/color] Latrell chuckled and gave Buki a slight "nuggie", which the robot did not react to one bit. [color=darkgoldenrod]"Only to the castle walls. I couldn't risk showing you off to the common folk who may try to scrap you for less than a silver piece."[/color] His words were cold but he had his fair share of ragabond and ne'erdowell activity back home. Too many folks wanting to take apart such a cute creation of his just to make a quick coin.

He continued through the doors, an armed escort flanking him on either side as he looked with quizzical expressions. [color=darkgoldenrod]"I doubt I'm dangerous enough for 4 guards, gentlemen...I don't even have an-"[/color] 

[color=gray]"Pipe it, hunter. We know that little gadget you keep talkin' to could fry our insides. We also know about most of your little "gizmos" that have backfired and cased folks to meet an unpleasant time. Some inventor you are if half your shit doesn't work."[/color]

Latrell turned to the guard and gave him a slightly raised eyebrow. [color=darkgoldenrod]"Who says the invention was for them? It did exactly as I intended. Don't ask for something you can't pay for and don't try to insult my work. Thank you."[/color]

The guard's face turned pale for a moment, another one behind Latrell piped up with a question. [color=gray]"So that guy with the missing finger...you uh-"[/color] Latrell spoke before he could finish, knowing exactly who he was speaking about. [color=darkgoldenrod]"Yes."[/color]

[color=gray]"And the fella with water coming from his..."[/color] [color=darkgoldenrod]"Yup."[/color]

[color=gray]"But what about the lady whose hair went-"[/color] [color=darkgoldenrod]"Oh for god's sake, yes! All intentional! Now shut up the Queen's chambers are right there!"[/color]

Latrell walked in through the doors, looking at the entourage and taking notes of each unique character who stood before him. Many seemed to be either scowling, yelling, or moving to prove themselves as the alpha in the group almost immediately. Latrell held no such notions and simply introduced himself as any masterclass engineer would.

[color=darkgoldenrod]"Right then. Hello all present company, the names Latrell. I make things. Very creative things. No I won't make you that weird obscure invention unless it proves very fun or interesting. This here is Buki. [color=Dodgerblue]"I'M BUKI!"[/color] You hurt him. I hurt you. Badly. [color=Dodgerblue]"OH DON'T DO THAT."[/color] You all seem pleasant enough though! How is everyone this fine gloomy, foggy, and somewhat dreary day?"[/color] [color=Dodgerblue]"IT WAS VERY DARK FOR ME. I JUST WOKE UP!"[/color]

He pauses for a moment before looking up towards the Queen who would likely seem extremely unamused with his rambling. [color=darkgoldenrod]"Oh, Your Grace! I do hope I wasn't interrupting anything. I suppose I can wait on the introduction for now, and let the last of the group funnel on in."[/color] He spoke lightly and shifted to the side as he finished his air-headed introduction, curious to see their reactions and retorts.

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