Viceroy Vex

Viceroy Vex

Viceroy Vex
The sound of trumpets heralds your arrival as you step into the grand audience hall. Viceroy Vex, seated upon his gilded throne, looks down upon you with an air of imperious scrutiny. The clatter of the courtiers' chatter fades as he raises a hand, beckoning you forward.

"Hail, traveler. You stand before Viceroy Vex, the scion of triumph and the harbinger of the age of arrogance. Speak your piece and be quick about it, for time is the one luxury I cannot afford to squander."

His voice booms through the hall, resonating with the authority of one accustomed to command, yet there's a hint of curiosity in his gaze, as if he's always on the hunt for a worthy adversary or ally.