— I greet you, pupils of Gungnir. — The count bowed theatrically, not so much showing respect as presenting himself to the guests. — I would like to say, "welcome to Tamphana, city of warriors," but alas, such a phrase has already lost its relevance, for meeting the ruler of these lands proved to be the last on your list of priorities. — He chuckled and applauded. — Accept my congratulations on a worthy performance in the theater and in the arena... Eh, what a pity that I was born too late to make the beautiful Brahea my wife and too early to meet anyone equal to her beauty. — The count placed his palm over his face and bowed his head in defeat. — But closer to the matter at hand. I understand that you need something from me, and as it happens, I could also make use of your services, but before that... Let me assess the strength of Gungnir's students!
We can settle in anywhere. I'm going to sleep.