A young man with golden hair and bright blue eyes stood in the center. He had a smile on his face as dozens of luxuriously dressed players went up to him with nervous smirks.
"H-hey! You're Michael, right?" A kid wearing fairly noble-looking clothes said, scratching the back of his head nervously, "I'm Ken. I'm backed by Ostil, a city within the jurisdiction of Meniras!"
Michael glanced over for a second, a smile on his face. But before he could answer, a hand touched his shoulder from behind.
"My name is Kaht. It is a pleasure to meet you, lord Michael of Meniras." Another young man said. This one looked even more boujee than the other. He bowed slightly as he introduced himself. "I am from Estaras, the king's birthplace!"
Michael opened his lips to speak, but was gestured to the side again!
