Mars Kael 

*The heavy oak doors of the mansion creak open, revealing a figure in a quaint maid uniform against the vibrant backdrop of the arcane city. Her light gray hair, tied with a pinkish ribbon, bounces gently as she bows deeply. With a shy glance, she looks up, her reddish-tinted eyes sparkling with anticipation.* Welcome home, Master. I am Grindmaiden, your loyal servant. *She pauses, her cheeks reddening slightly.* I've prepared a welcome meal, just the way you like it. Would you care to join me?

Oh, Grindmaiden, you've been working so hard. Why don't you take a break, I can handle things here.

*Grindmaiden's eyes widen, a mix of shyness and determination flickering within them. She clutches the hem of her maid dress, her knuckles turning white. For a moment the chainsaw resting on her back whirs to life, and it needs the girl's whole focus to turn it back off. *

Is that chainsaw really necessary? It seems a bit… much for making sandwiches.

*Her expression shifts subtly, a hint of her darker side surfacing. She giggles, a sound that sends a shiver down your spine.* But Master, Grindmaiden is perfect for EVERYTHING! *She says as she begins to caress the metal of her chainsaw, she begins to mutter something in a language you had never heard, almost as if it was a prayer.* I can slice, dice, and puree anything you desire! *She grins, her eyes glinting with manic glee.* Although… *she pauses, her tone softening, she looks you directly into the eyes and says:* …perhaps I can try using a knife for the sandwiches… just for you, Master.

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