Eight Duels
Stand not amazed, friends. While standing before thy eyes I be a paragon of gentleman fashion and much gifted with comely looks, I am hardly a marvel. Pray what word from Verona canst thou give? Unless looking and speaking all at once are the only two tasks at hand. Such a flock! Wings beating, feathers flying I sit back astonished.
Ah, let us remember our manners. For those who do not know my name, I am Tybalt, the Prince of Cats. Say I for the lack of my uncle's presence be Lord Capulet. State thy name along with given title so that I may properly greet thee.
[ooc; Uuuh. Sooo Tybalt doesn't know that he dies OR about his cousin and that Romeo dude. Prease don't tell him that. Other than that? All systems are go.]
Ah, let us remember our manners. For those who do not know my name, I am Tybalt, the Prince of Cats. Say I for the lack of my uncle's presence be Lord Capulet. State thy name along with given title so that I may properly greet thee.
[ooc; Uuuh. Sooo Tybalt doesn't know that he dies OR about his cousin and that Romeo dude. Prease don't tell him that. Other than that? All systems are go.]