Attendant

A Chatcaavan character. The Twelveworld Lord's lover.

Physical Description

A winged castrate, nearly hornless, with slate gray skin and bright blue eyes.

Originally a slave in the service of the Lord of the Coreward Slide; often used as a living statue.

"You said I wasn’t afraid—that was why. There was little left in me to be afraid. Only sad, that I had been given a life, and then nothing to do with it… nothing but wither in the service of a cruel and hollow male. Yes. Hollow is the right word. There was nothing in him, and so he kept filling himself with things he stole from others." ^[1]

keeps a diary given to him by the Twelveworld Lord
uses 'sir' with the Twelveworld Lord at the latter's request, but also uses 'my-better' when he feels it more appropriate