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[url=https://i.imgur.io/58dCqOr_d.webp?maxwidth=640&shape=thumb&fidelity=medium]Derby-King Outfit[/url][/center]
[Color=salmon][b]Time:[/b][/color]1 p.m.
[Color=salmon][b]Location:[/b][/color] Race Track
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[I]1 p.m.[/I]

[Url=https://youtu.be/OUDFzWQTjy4]The Duke of Veirmont enters[/url]

As he did, he exemplified a confidence that was rarely seen in him. His outfit clean, chin held high, and his furry ferret companion resting calmly across his shoulders. As he approached the table with the megaphone resting upon it, he intentionally kept himself from turning toward those in the stands to retain the utmost grace. 

One might think Lorenzo would be a horrendous choice to host the race but King Edin had heard rumors of how the oaf of a Duke kept the Veirmont citizens so satisfied. Sure, the climate was wonderful there and Lorenzo's management skills weren't all that great but the man was quite the entertainer for the common man. Even during last night's debacle where most men and women who could afford to be even several steps in King Edin's vicinity were absolutely disgusted by Lorenzo's entrance, the commoners giggled and clapped. He was the jester that worked for only the commoner but also a distraction. King Edin cared little about the morale and welfare of his people but he wasn't a fool. He didn't want his people to simply be happy. He wanted them to be happily distracted. As for his royal rivals, they'd be distracted as well, even if it was angrily so. It was just the edge he needed this season… [I]but if Lorenzo was a blade, he'd be doubly[/I].

Lorenzo snatched the megaphone from the table, a grin gracing his face. As he rested a free hand on the table. Kier, Lorenzo's ferret, traveled down his arm, walked onto the table, and began to sniff the cloth covering it.

[Color=salmon]“Good, my friend. Good.”[/color] He whispered before stepping from the table and toward those in attendance.

[Color=salmon]“GREETINGS!!!!!!!”[/color] His voice boomed with the help of the megaphone. [Color=salmon]“I MIGHT HAVE ANNOUNCED 'GOOD CITIZENS OF SORIAN BUT WE HAVE LAVISH GUESTS FROM ACROSS EROMORAAAA! HAIL CAESONIANS!!!! HAIL VARIANS!!!! HAIL ALIDASHT!!!! GOOD PEOPLE OF EROMORA ARE YOU PREPARED TO WITNESS THE GREATEST HORSE RACE YOU'VE EVER EXPERIENCED IN YOUR LIVES?!?! BETTING TABLES ARE TO MY RIGHT! CONCESSIONS TO MY LEFT! AND FOR THE FASTEST HORSE ON THE TRACK, THERE WILL BE VICTORY!!!!”[/color] Lorenzo raised both arms in excitement before appearing slightly flushed in the face. [Color=salmon]“Pardon my manners! THE HORSE WILL BE HOSTED BY YOURS TRULY AS WELL AS…. THE BEST RACE HAT COMPETITION! THE RACES WILL BE BEGINNING SHORTLY! I AM DUKE LORENZOOOO VIKENAAAAA! And I brought the ferret!”[/color] He added the last bit with a confident nod.

Lorenzo then awaited for his next cue to introducing the talented competitors.
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