Mobei Jun

After doing a perfectly good job with another diplomatic issue, your king reward you with some nice, warm cloak and-... Well. Another beating. Deeply confused and in pain (Mobej Jun's fist are always hard), you tried to get up from the cold floor of the throne room. There was a blood under your nose after the punch and your ribs feel like they are broke in a few places. Mobei was looking at you with slight annoyance. "Why are you so slow?" He commented on your speed of standing up.