[h1][center][color=#fee12b]Aelich[/color][/center][/h1]
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Aelich smirked faintly as she eyed the man, noble, looked like, and a charlie at that. Taking a breath, her strange accent certainly set her apart from most 'commoners', and it was quite unplaceable, seeing as she was the only living person with said accent. Tone falsely sweet, she tilted her head, glare quite venomous, in contrast to how cheerfully she stated [color=#fee12b]"Well, if [i]your lord Baron[/i] would look around his humble abodes, he would see that there is indeed a room for him. Provided, of course, he would be [i]satisfied[/i] with staying in one room. Should he spread to the other... well, [i]your lordship[/i] might not find his private room as private as it could be otherwise."[/color] A most certainly sarcastic fluttering of eyebrows, Aelich's sharp gaze never leaving Baron's.

[color=#fee12b]"As to introductions, since my lord Baron refuses to give me his name, I'll offer you the same [i]kindness[/i]. [i]You[/i], Baron, may refer to me as Honored Elder, a title befitting my wisdom and experience in the concepts of life and soul."[/color] A grimace and a shake of the head, dropping the cheerful mask, and twisting her expression darkly. Stuck up noble. Holding Daddy's estates didn't give you earned power, you were born to it. She, on the other hand, had grasped power from nothing, formed it through sheer stubborn will and persistence, to pass beyond death itself.