The time of the first caravan's arrival had come. Gladiolus was just done wearing his clothes and looking at himself in front of a full body sized mirror.
"How do I look Jeremy?" Gladiolus asked. "Do I look okay? I do not look intimidating or anything? Do I give off a domeniring aura?"
Gladiolus was wearing an slick gray suit that is not too flashy. It is in the borderline of being sophisticated and eligant at the same time.
"You look find my lord." Jeremy sighed. "Do not worry too much. I am sure everything will work out well."
"You think so?" Gladiolus looked a little nervous. "What time will I be meeting them?"
"Actually the caravan had just arrived." Jeremy opened up a document he was holding. "You will meet them an hour from now and you will give them the speech you have made."
