"His Royal Highness, The Prince Ryan of Amber." bellows out the Royal Herald as another Prince comes in.

Oberon taps his fingers on the arm of his throne as he waits for Ryan to enter.

Ryan stands 5'10" with short brown hair. He has emerald eyes look almost reflective in the light. He has a slight build, and looks in shape. He is dressed in a fancy leather tunic with an pearl colored embroidered undershirt. His slacks are made of soft leather, and have patterns etched into the legs giving it a fancy look. His high soft boots match the light brown of his slacks, but are otherwise unremarkable. He caries a slender sword at his side, it's hilt is made of gold and is studded with emeralds that match his eyes. He is also wearing jewelry that is meant to be tasteful. A ring, a brooch, and a thin necklace all made of gold with emeralds for the gemstones.

Ryan walks into the room with an obvious look of being at a loss. He quickly composes himself and scans the room. Seeing the thrown he follows the customs he is use to and makes his way to present himself to the king. As he nears he stops short waiting for the king to have a free moment and address him.

Oberon nods acknowledging Ryan and waits for him to bow to the King before speaking.

Ryan will bow and remain silent. He takes a the proper position before the thrown and will wait for the king to speak to him, as he does not want to be speak out of turn.

"Greetings Grandson," Ryan is informed by Oberon who glances at him,"I should crucify your incompetent handlers for making you late."

Oberon then gets up and draws his large zweihander sword,"I think this is where you should kneel and I will knight you."

Ryan will take a step forward and kneel. "You do me a great honor this day my king." He replies in a very respectful tone. There is a bright look in his eyes, and he looks on appreciatively.

Oberon throws the sword in the air and playfully catches it then he looks sternly to Ryan,"I hereby dub thee, Knight of the Order of St. Germain. Please rise after I finish."

He touches him on the shoulders, and head with the sword. "You should go and meet as many of your cousins and aunts and uncles." Oberon then tells him motioning for him to go and join them.

Ryan will stand and smile at his grandfather. "It is good to be among family of the blood." He replies. He then takes off his ring and gives it to Oberon. "This ring bears the crest of Westlock. It is the noble family that I became a part of because of the talent domain laws. I give this to you as a pledge to serve you in the best manner I know." He then bows and heads towards the rest of his relatives.

"Thank you." Oberon says and takes it and passes it to a page after examining it."Hmmm...has some residual magics from the man who pledged to look after you for me."

He then says,"You and the other princes should consider asking my Royal Jeweller to make you all crest signets for yourselves. He usually comes in on the eighth day of every month. He is currently residing in Garnath but will be moving back to Amber permanently. Instability is bad for jewellers to sell." Oberon admits.

Ryan stops and turns back with smile. "I will certainly have to look into that when the eighth rolls around. And we will have to talk at length another time when things aren't so busy, but for now I will take your advice and meet some of my relatives." He will then bow to the king and wait for any response. Afterwards he will head into the crowd.

This text is copyright © Anthony Hughes and Craig Lucas; "Amber" is copyright © Roger Zelazny; "Amber" the diceless RPG is copyright © Phage Press. No copyright infringement is intended.

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