Itkatsu Kiyoko
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~The Master~
Vritul Balthazar, the 15 year-old nephew of the legendary Archmage of Mur, Sohrab Balthazar. This sadistic-natured novice wizard resides in an underground dungeon, where he is somewhat surround in mystery due to the lack of a viewable character sheet.
~The Maids~
Yuka
Katherine Victoria Batlis
Diana Lucerne
~Act 1: Arrival~
Vritul Balthazar grinned in a manner that only a truly wicked child could, amused at what terrible things he might unleash on the new batch of maids being sent to him. He didn't know who to expect, but they had passed screening, so it would take him a while to break them to his whims. The journey was always much more fun than the destination, so he wasn't the type to feel discouraged by that notion.
The young black-clad wizard climbed the stairs of his fortified dungeon and rose out to the fresh air of the entrance, patiently awaiting his new maids.
A small black carriage pulled up to the entranceway to the dungeon, stopping a safe 20 foot distance from the young master's doorway. The driver turned around to glance inside at the maids, and his features portraying a sort of grim farewell, nodded. "This is it, ladies. Take care of the young master, and try not to give him an excuse to cause you any pain..."
"Ah, go blow it your ear!" came from the youngest in the group. A deceptively cute girl with bright pink pigtails climbed down the carriage's ladder and dusted off her uniform. Hands on her hips she surveyed the premesis. "This is the freakin' place?" she asked in shock at the sight of the entrance.
Another, older and taller one just... strode straight down in one step, pursuing the younger. Her voice was cold and she had metal antennae for ears... and deep golden hair. "This is his residence. For all that that matters."
"Thankyou for the safe journey," Katherine Victoria Batlis responded to the driver in a more polite fashion than her younger counterpart. Gathering herself up and exiting the carriage she stood beside the pair of maids, casting a weary eye over the rather dreary premesis before them. "Hmmf, all that matters indeed..."
"That said, I'm out of here. Take care." Nearly as quickly as it had arrived, the carriage charged away, in a manner that made it unclear if it was the driver or horses that were trying to urge the other one on.
"Forget that! This place looks like a dump," Yuka observed with a pout. She shoved open the doors and headed down inside.
Diana trailed behind Yuka, looking... impatient. Or annoyed. Or maybe just emotionless. She glided over the ground with footsteps matching a hovering shadow, and made it clear how she felt about this whole matter. "So be it. We are here to clean it and..." She paused, remembering her core production function. With annoyance. "...Serve the master."
Vritul scratched the small amount of fine bright red fuzz on his chin, gauging the newly arrived staff, and placed his free hand on the head of the young girl as she passed through the door. His other features were well concealed with his wizard's hat and a bit of magical shadow, since it never hurt to really try to freak out new staff. "Welcome, welcome. And don't worry, it only looks like a dump. It's actually a dungeon."
To that comment, Diana just stared coldly, dryly commenting right back at Vritul as her rainbow eyes stared into him. "Semantics."
The pink haired girl hopped back at the touch and swung a fist uselessly in the space between them. "Hey! Getcher freakin' hands offa me ya punk!" she loudly complained. "I'm here to sweep the cave, not be your freakin' pet."
Katherine raised an eyebrow at the appearance of their master, his shrouded look seeming to match the general atmosphere of his lair near perfectly. Curtseying, Katherine made her introduction "Our Master, I presume? Katherine Victoria Batlis; please excuse the apparent rudness of my compatriates, they are just a little overwhelemed it seems..." she shot a sharp look to the other maids.
"Hey, don't hurt yourself too too much. That's my job." Vritul chuckled at Yuka's actions, before glancing back at Katherine. She seemed so familiar, but he didn't really remember any prety girls from his childhood before inheriting the Bailey when his uncle moved. "Say, have we met?"
Yuka crossed her arms quite miffed, but glad his attention was away from her. "This guy is the freakin' Master?" she breathed, indcredulous that the young man was the owner of their new workplace. She had expected someone older to be in charge.
Vritul Balthazar, the 15 year-old nephew of the legendary Archmage of Mur, Sohrab Balthazar. This sadistic-natured novice wizard resides in an underground dungeon, where he is somewhat surround in mystery due to the lack of a viewable character sheet.
~The Maids~
Yuka
Katherine Victoria Batlis
Diana Lucerne
~Act 1: Arrival~
Vritul Balthazar grinned in a manner that only a truly wicked child could, amused at what terrible things he might unleash on the new batch of maids being sent to him. He didn't know who to expect, but they had passed screening, so it would take him a while to break them to his whims. The journey was always much more fun than the destination, so he wasn't the type to feel discouraged by that notion.
The young black-clad wizard climbed the stairs of his fortified dungeon and rose out to the fresh air of the entrance, patiently awaiting his new maids.
A small black carriage pulled up to the entranceway to the dungeon, stopping a safe 20 foot distance from the young master's doorway. The driver turned around to glance inside at the maids, and his features portraying a sort of grim farewell, nodded. "This is it, ladies. Take care of the young master, and try not to give him an excuse to cause you any pain..."
"Ah, go blow it your ear!" came from the youngest in the group. A deceptively cute girl with bright pink pigtails climbed down the carriage's ladder and dusted off her uniform. Hands on her hips she surveyed the premesis. "This is the freakin' place?" she asked in shock at the sight of the entrance.
Another, older and taller one just... strode straight down in one step, pursuing the younger. Her voice was cold and she had metal antennae for ears... and deep golden hair. "This is his residence. For all that that matters."
"Thankyou for the safe journey," Katherine Victoria Batlis responded to the driver in a more polite fashion than her younger counterpart. Gathering herself up and exiting the carriage she stood beside the pair of maids, casting a weary eye over the rather dreary premesis before them. "Hmmf, all that matters indeed..."
"That said, I'm out of here. Take care." Nearly as quickly as it had arrived, the carriage charged away, in a manner that made it unclear if it was the driver or horses that were trying to urge the other one on.
"Forget that! This place looks like a dump," Yuka observed with a pout. She shoved open the doors and headed down inside.
Diana trailed behind Yuka, looking... impatient. Or annoyed. Or maybe just emotionless. She glided over the ground with footsteps matching a hovering shadow, and made it clear how she felt about this whole matter. "So be it. We are here to clean it and..." She paused, remembering her core production function. With annoyance. "...Serve the master."
Vritul scratched the small amount of fine bright red fuzz on his chin, gauging the newly arrived staff, and placed his free hand on the head of the young girl as she passed through the door. His other features were well concealed with his wizard's hat and a bit of magical shadow, since it never hurt to really try to freak out new staff. "Welcome, welcome. And don't worry, it only looks like a dump. It's actually a dungeon."
To that comment, Diana just stared coldly, dryly commenting right back at Vritul as her rainbow eyes stared into him. "Semantics."
The pink haired girl hopped back at the touch and swung a fist uselessly in the space between them. "Hey! Getcher freakin' hands offa me ya punk!" she loudly complained. "I'm here to sweep the cave, not be your freakin' pet."
Katherine raised an eyebrow at the appearance of their master, his shrouded look seeming to match the general atmosphere of his lair near perfectly. Curtseying, Katherine made her introduction "Our Master, I presume? Katherine Victoria Batlis; please excuse the apparent rudness of my compatriates, they are just a little overwhelemed it seems..." she shot a sharp look to the other maids.
"Hey, don't hurt yourself too too much. That's my job." Vritul chuckled at Yuka's actions, before glancing back at Katherine. She seemed so familiar, but he didn't really remember any prety girls from his childhood before inheriting the Bailey when his uncle moved. "Say, have we met?"
Yuka crossed her arms quite miffed, but glad his attention was away from her. "This guy is the freakin' Master?" she breathed, indcredulous that the young man was the owner of their new workplace. She had expected someone older to be in charge.