Name: Bram Stoker
Occupation: Cook
Time/Date: Day One, Evening
Location: The kitchen
Tagging: Arthur, Leo, Edgar


The smell of boar haunted him. The kitchen had been a nightmare today. The God King was visiting, along with some others. Bram didn't care. Why should he. Every day was a nightmare. Bram knew there were beings lurking in the castle. One, he knew the identity of. That damnable Overseer. Sighing, Bram continued on with what he was doing. Cleaning. He was quiet, almost silent as he went about his task. He was in the far corner of the kitchen. All the others had been let go, and he had been tasked with finishing up. He noticed one of the overseers, De Rais, go by, with Leonidas, the fighter. They hadn't noticed him, giving him the opportunity to eavesdrop.

Bram listened to the conversation, hiding behind a stove. Corpseater? Is this the creature he felt. Alas, they had departed. Down to the basement. He would smuggle out some weapons, try and help Leonidas, if he had the power. But he continued on. A young boy, Bran felt fear while walking the halls alone, returning to the slave quarters. He was sneaking around, when he ran into Edgar