Duke Taro
The duke stepped back, holding his scrawny chest as he let out a bellowy laugh. "I guess I wouldn't know," he said, wiggling his arms like a blow up car puppet. "I haven't worked out a day in my life, well outside of sparing I suppose. Ok... no I do workout but.... not for the muscles ya know?"
The man coughed, staring down at the ground, his giant eyes blinking as he took a deep breath. "Serious.... SERIOUS! SERIOUS! ........................serious."
The head tilted upwards, facing his new secretary once more. "Well, lets get down to business. I suppose since you are new on the job I should tell you what to expect. See, most of the people who tend to attack me are people from other districts and people from my personal life. I need you to humilate and beat them to an inch of their life for daring to attack me, or execute them. I suppose it doesn't matter, so long as a brutal message is sent. People tend to underestimate me because of my eccentricities. I like my retribution to be in sharp contrast to those expectations."
Taro walked passed Forest and shut the door. "Are these terms acceptable so far?"