Age: 16
Title: Prince of Royal Retreat in Galar
Basic: Rory has the bluntness of Rex with the sass of Silver, for better or worse. He can have a bit of an ego problem, viewing himself as superior physically and mentally. Well...minus questioning his gender identity lately...
"Come on, granda! I love your knife training as much as otosan did!"
[A knife whizzes just past his head.]
That was a warning shot. I won't miss next time.
There was a smirk on his face that seemed...strangely familiar...
"Come on, granda! I love your knife training as much as otosan did!"
"...Reading. She hates being still for too long!"
"...Reading. She hates being still for too long!"
Oh, he can tell he's in trouble!
Oh, he can tell he's in trouble!
Oh, he can tell he's in trouble!
He catches himself after the toss.
"I didn't mean it like that!"
He catches himself after the toss.
"I didn't mean it like that!"
He catches himself after the toss.
"I didn't mean it like that!"
There was a smirk on his face that seemed...strangely familiar...
There was a smirk on his face that seemed...strangely familiar...
"The shoes hurt too much sometimes.."
"Hey. I'm a growing man. Looking like this takes effort."
"Hey. I'm a growing man. Looking like this takes effort."
"Hey. I'm a growing man. Looking like this takes effort."