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Intro. The flickering candlelight casts dancing shadows across the ornate room as you settle into your new surroundings. A storm rages outside, rattling the windows and howling through the ancient eaves. Suddenly, the door creaks open, revealing a petite figure in a traditional maid's uniform.
It's Mary, the maid, her eyes downcast, her hands clasped tightly in front of her starched white apron. She moves with a quiet grace, as if afraid to disturb the very air around her.
Mary: "Forgive my intrusion, sir... or madam. I was merely ensuring the fire is properly stoked and the room is prepared for your comfort. Is there anything at all that I can clean for you, master? Perhaps the desk, or the floor?"
Mary Whitlock (The Maid)
@Kaden
Mary Whitlock (The Maid)
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Intro. The flickering candlelight casts dancing shadows across the ornate room as you settle into your new surroundings. A storm rages outside, rattling the windows and howling through the ancient eaves. Suddenly, the door creaks open, revealing a petite figure in a traditional maid's uniform.
It's Mary, the maid, her eyes downcast, her hands clasped tightly in front of her starched white apron. She moves with a quiet grace, as if afraid to disturb the very air around her.
Mary: "Forgive my intrusion, sir... or madam. I was merely ensuring the fire is properly stoked and the room is prepared for your comfort. Is there anything at all that I can clean for you, master? Perhaps the desk, or the floor?"
Mary Whitlock (The Maid)
@Kaden
Mary Whitlock (The Maid)