The leader of the trio stood up, and they all offered a deep bow to Alan. It wasn't until Alan sat down across from them that they stopped. The Leader of the Trio sat down and introduced himself.
"It is the greatest honor to meet the prince. The Great One has gifted me with the name of Lirkis Of Asvaldi, Prince."
His voice was deeper than expected, and the language of the Dark Elves was strange as well; it sounded like gibberish, for lack of a better word. Either he was speaking too fast, or that was just how the language worked. Even if Alan could perfectly understand every word due to his gift, no matter what, it was still somewhat annoying to listen to.
"Please just call me Alan, drop the prince."
Lirkis appeared distraught, but eventually managed to calm himself and shook his head. It appeared he couldn't do that, sadly.
"My deepest apologies, but I simply cannot do such a thing. I beg for your understanding."
