The Prince (Rowan) (
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[ The broadcast at first starts off as only audio, little cheeps and squeaks and the odd breathy belch in between confused replies of a young male voice with a cultured, vaguely English accent. ]
Ah? No. No no, I'm sorry. I'm afraid I don't really understand what you're asking...
Chirrup! Squee. No no. Peep. Peep-peep-peep.
Oh! Oh this? Push this? Oh, can't the other one tell me? Plea~se, little one?
SCREECH!
*sigh* Haa, yes of course, my dear. Silly me.
[ The video finally turns on, though its upside down and pointing at a chest covered by heavy brocade fabric in rick purple. ]
Like this, then?
Chirp!

[ A small gout of flame puffs in front of the screen which tumbles end over end and clattered to the ground beside a pair of purple suede boots, accompanied by a shrill scream that turns into nervous laughter, then flapping and a hiccuping, sobbing sound. ]
Oh! Nooo, no no no little one. No, I'm sorry, truly I am! You just startled me! Its not every day one encounters an...an infant dragon?
*sniffle* Chirrup?
Yes yes, lets sort this out, shall we? Come here, little one. Oh, be a dear and don't blow anymore fire in my face, won't you?
Peep peep.
[ Another sigh and the D-T rattles softly as its picked up by a purple-gloved hand, rising rapidly - this time right side up - to encompass a handsome you face with a warm smile. Thick brown hair falls in waves around his face and a large gold crown rests on his head. ]

Speak into this then? [ He asks, looking to the side briefly before the flapping comes closer and the screen fills with a tiny dragon. ]
Peep peep!
Brilliant!
Ahem.
Ah, salutations, to anyone out there. My name is Rowan.
Cheep?
Oh, ahhh...this...? [ He reaches up and flicks the crown lightly. ] Its technically King Rowan. That's new, actually. I'm more familiar with Prince though. King sounds a bit stuffy, yeah?
Mm...peep peep.
Oh? That's funny coming from you. No need to be rude.
[ Its not easy to tell if he knows what the diminutive digimon is saying, or merely humoring it. His smile remains warm enough to suggest the latter. ]
This obviously isn't Albion and I wouldn't have the slightest clue where to start looking for it. Ah, the technology is far beyond my understanding and I don't think the shock has quite set in, but I'm used to being "poofed" off to the odd place now and again.
Ah, I was only trying to understand this...device. Its all a bit much, really. Fortunately my little friend knows enough to show me how to get it working. The other one - Culumon? Runs off a bit at the mouth and wasn't precisely dedicated to the instruction. Nothing against the fellow. I blame myself - I'm a bit ignorant when it comes to new gizmos.
[ He clears his throat, cheeks coloring with an apologetic look. ]
Then again I'm being a bit wordy myself. I was wondering if anyone from Albion was here, though I imagine its not terribly likely.
At any rate, ah, I am honored to be here and I do hope we can conquer this darkness...whatever it is.
[ He purses his lips, looking left and right awkwardly before looking at the Petitmon now perched on his shoulder. ]

Is...is that all then? Am I supposed to push something else?
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[ He holds up the D-T, squinting at the screen and the map drawn before smiling brightly. ]
That's quite clever! So that way in order to find the local boarding house? Wonderful. should I head right over then? [ He asks, looking at the Petitmon on his shoulder...who has apparently passed out, a little snot bubble on her nose as she snores. ]
Ah, yes. It seems I should! Haha.
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How do you turn this off?
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