Prince Damai's large form stood him tall above most of the council, his height staggering for one of 'ame blood. The chieftains hands were clasped behind his back as his weathered, watchful gaze panned over the citizenry, his colossal sword 'The Tamer' giving proof to his strict nature as it lay dormant on his back, ready to be drawn at the slightest of inconveniences. Damai's singular ear twitched on his heavily scarred face, his tattooed skull bearing witness to his savage character. "From this day forth, I pledge my allegiance and that of my seeds to High Prince Aenor. Ame ame ame" He'd shout out to the crowd, attempting to lead them on.