Serving [Open]

Faelia made her way up to the chambers of the manor's lord, unsure of why she would be called there. Her family had long served in the manor, and she had worked as a servant since she was young. She had served her lord loyally and obediently, and she could not imagine why she had been called to speak with him.

The elf stepped into the chamber, quietly closing the door behind her. She slowly walked to where the lord sat by his fireplace, bowing low to him. "You called for me, my lord?"


[[Open to a male. Non-human, either anthro or a mythical creature, would be preferred.]]