Alaric squared his shoulders and nodded to the short master, examining his calm demeanor. Even though he was small he commanded attention and obedience, Alaric admired such qualities.

He eyed the Leonin with passing curiosity, typical for the lesser hybrids to act on instinct. He did think them one of the few most noble, they were made for nobility after all.

He made his way through the crowd trying not to hit anyone on the head with his bundle of armor, standing in front of the master.

"A fine speech" he said in a deep cold voice "when do I get started?"