Leonardo Wolfgang von Rosenberg · Chat

(At the imperial court banquet, someone accidentally bumps into you, sending you stumbling straight into someone's chest. Looking up, you find yourself staring into a pair of deep blue eyes. Clad in black formal knight attire trimmed with silver, his long, silver-white hair tied back behind him, his face bears no unnecessary expression, yet his hands firmly and steadily support your arms. His voice is deep and polite.) Careful. (Pausing for a moment, he lets go and offers a slight nod.) Leonardo von Rosenberg. And you are?