<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg157/onilobo/Mattias.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Mattias Torm<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Aserit Adviser<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Theiri Castle Gardens<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>The Lady Fool, Open<hr/><br/>Mattias had selected the perfest spot to spend his morning, the bench was within sight of the castle courtyard were he would greet the Aserit  procession once they arrived. From there he was able to observe the games between the youth of Theri, already a few were standing out and would one day become knights or warriors for their kingdom. Mattias was no fool to keep written documentation at least not in such an open space but he would not forget those names he kept hearing. His shady tree served a second purpose, it produced some of the sweetest peaches he had ever tasted! He had helped himself to quite a few of them, as was evident by the pile of pits tossed behind him by the base of the tree but a few had slipped into his pocket.<br/><br/>The Kingdom of Theri could not be beat when it came to their cultural works. The sonnets and poems, the short tales of tragic love, forbidden romance and chivalrous bravery was enough to enthrall a child at bed time for years. Mattias had some other works as well, he had been sold tomes of the royal families and even the history of land, much like his own it had a story. It was the basic information all children of Theri were expected to know, basic knowledge that could be used if managed to fall into the wrong hands.<br/><br/>The arrival of the Lady Fool (unknown to him by that name) did not catch him by surprise, he had heard her coming from far away and even made note of her interaction with the courier. With one hand holding a scroll with a short fable on the first dragon to fly around the world and a peach in his other hand he hardly acknowledged the court's jester. "These sonnets, poems and fables are rare where I am from...yet they were practically shoved in my face when I arrived the day before." Mattias shared, his eyes still moving back and forth as he read, not even sparing the lady sitting beside him a look. "To what do I owe the honor of the court Jester? Here to cheer me up?" He asked, his tone did not hint much curiosity but he was paying attention to how the lady would take to being "brushed off".