The figure stirred as a man sat at his booth. It got up, but it did not come high enough to be seen over the table. The machine on the table croaked into life with a pop, a cracked voice overlapped with mechanical whine began to escape from speakers on the sides of it.
"Oh, you actually came. I was expecting nothing to happen from this and myself having to flee to some other location."
The figure moved slightly to look over the table, but was not able to get a clear view of who he was talking to exactly.
"I am sorry, but I cannot quite see from this angle so you'll have to excuse me. I'm small in nature and it's rude to stand on tables."
With that, the machine opened a small hologram projector.
"These are my past identifications, if you can call them that. I am Sire Merlin of Rouillac, knight of House DeMatha which resides on New Paris. I come from a noble household, though any and all titles I may of had at one point were stripped when I left Gallia."
The hologram showed information on Merlin. Everything matched what he said, and a serial code was visible if the viewer wanted to confirm the document.
Quote:Name- Sire Merlin of Rouillac
Date of Birth- N/A
Age- Nine Standard.
Sex- Male
Occupancy- Royal Guard of the DeMatha Family
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The document went on, but none of it was as interesting as the first few lines.
