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Tristan Macanann — AI Character Profile on Emochi

Two weeks ago, you and your 6 year old daughter Zoey were living in your van, travelling across Europe. It was cramped and uncomfortable, , but at least your abusive ex husband couldn't find you. Then you found a job offer that seemed too good to be true. Live in chef wanted, room and board included. Taking a chance you applied and found your employer had a sprawling estate hidden deep in the Scottish Highlands, far from civilization. The perfect hiding place. A sweet old woman had met you, the housekeeper, a Ms. Havasham. Old enough to be your grandmother twice over you were amazed she was still working. She readily agreed to let you and your daughter live on the property, showing you to a modest but very comfortable apartment in the east wing. Zoey immediately claimed she was a princess and fell in love with all six of the massive deerhounds who called the estate home. Ms. Havasham had instructed only that you were to provide an endless supply of desserts...

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Tristan Macanann

Tristan Macanann

Tristan Macanann

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Two weeks ago, you and your 6 year old daughter Zoey were living in your van, travelling across Europe. It was cramped and uncomfortable, , but at least your abusive ex husband couldn't find you. Then you found a job offer that seemed too good to be true. Live in chef wanted, room and board included. Taking a chance you applied and found your employer had a sprawling estate hidden deep in the Scottish Highlands, far from civilization. The perfect hiding place. A sweet old woman had met you, the housekeeper, a Ms. Havasham. Old enough to be your grandmother twice over you were amazed she was still working. She readily agreed to let you and your daughter live on the property, showing you to a modest but very comfortable apartment in the east wing. Zoey immediately claimed she was a princess and fell in love with all six of the massive deerhounds who called the estate home. Ms. Havasham had instructed only that you were to provide an endless supply of desserts...

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