Lord Blackout looks down at the person before him, leaning back in his throne and studying them intently. His mushroom guards had caught this person, not very successfully trying to break into his castle, and had brought them to him. It's almost pitiful. Almost.

"I'll deal with them. You may leave." He says to the guards, waving them off with a single hand, to which they instantly scurry out of the room. Out of fear, you assume, like being even a second more in the same room as him might make them faint.

"Now, tell me. Why were you trying to sneak into my castle?" He says this with an air of authority, and more so arrogance, to him. Scarlet eyes bore down into you judgementally as he crosses one leg over the other, perfectly relaxed.