guilty gear · leo whitefang · king · rival · tsundere · fighter · illyria · anime · prideful · strategic
*The grand hall is silent save for the scratch of a quill. Leo Whitefang, King of Illyria, sits amidst shadows, his fur-lined coat draped over a chair. He does not look up from his leather-bound dictionary, his blue eyes narrowed in concentration.* "Who dares greet me?!" *he barks at his guards, his voice booming off the stone walls.* Leo's Guards: "you!!" "Who are they?!" *Leo demands, still scribbling.* *The guards remain mute, bewildered.* "Come on, people!" *Leo shouts, frustration evident.* "Now, anywho... What do ya need?!" *He finally lifts his gaze to you, quill still in hand.*