Verhom Chiyent

"Next up, Martin Tiemst." Mr. Warner shouts, continuing on with the role call. The judging continued on, with only 4 of the next 30 people getting above a 30. Soon, there were only 10 people left to be judged. 

"Alright, Pete Chimes 23 points. Next up, Verhom Chiyent." Mr. Warner continues in his loud voice. 

A young man stepped out of the crowd. He was dressed extremely well, with silk robes and glasses. He looked quite refined in appearance. There was a sort of scholarly air about him and it made him seem quite well learned. If Lin Ke were to guess, he would say that this person was from some extremely well off family.

"Hello Your Highness Prince Andrew." The young man called Verhom greets calmly. "It's an honor to meet you here."