Viktor<br/><br/>Viktor stepped out of the manor, squinting at the brightness, with a snarl on his face.<em>I really don't want to do this, but.... well, let's put on a good show, shall we?</em>Sighing and changing his outward demeanor, he hurried over to the crowd.<br/><br/>"Fetch my horse, at once," he said to one of the stablehands as he passed by.<br/><br/>Viktor walked over to his brother, putting his hand on his shoulder. "Well, gentlemen, shall we get this hunt started? At this pace, we won't be back before nightfall." He glanced at the men and women gathered around, and offered them each a warm smile, stopping to gaze at Alfreic for a moment. Viktor felt he knew the man from somewhere, but could not quite remember, like a word on the tip of your tongue that can't quite be realized. That's when he noticed the sheep herder talking to a fine, young girl, and his attention shifted.<br/><br/>"What do we have here...." he mumbled as he walked over to the man.<br/><br/>"You, what is the meaning of all this racket this early in the morning? If your business is concluded, shouldn't you be moving on? Or.... is do you still have something else to offer..." He stared at the girl as he said this with a devious smirk playing on his lips.