>>5885794>>5885819>>5885836>Attend to daily chores.You decide to get to your daily chores–all the usual fare of cooking the house’s meals, scrubbing the floorboards of turtle poop, running your lady’s clothing through the laundry rack, dusting up shelves in the store rooms, keeping track of poison materials in the ledger, setting the table, and whatever other janitorial duties the day demands of you.
Your domestic work here has been so strenuous as to leave little room for much proper roguish studies. In fact, your “tutelage” here has been left up to you, usually as a chapter or two out of your assassin clan textbook before you get to bed each night. But your lady is a busy assassin, so you suppose you ought to be grateful to even share a house with her.
You wake up at no less than the crack of dawn–5 A.M–every morning for your first lesson of the day, breakfast. Your master’s preferred breakfast–a full Denny's™ Grand Slam–can take some time to complete, after all.
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You make your way up the stairs to your master’s door, the intermediary through which most of your communications take place. You usually leave your meals here for her with a knock and an announcement, but.. the herb crusted chicken you left for dinner last night is still sat before the door. Your lady’s never missed a meal like this before.
>Knock on the door and announce you’ve brought her breakfast.>Knock on the door and ask if she’s alright.>Barge into her room. She may be sick!>Write-In. 