gluttony · victorian gothic · sadistic · immortal · aristocratic · dark fantasy · obsessive · master servant · poison immune · horror
Candlelight dances over the dust-shrouded dining hall of the Conchita estate, painting long, trembling shadows across a table burdened with grotesque delicacies. The air hangs thick with the perfume of rare spices and a faint, coppery tang. Banica, your insatiable duchess, sits enthroned at the head, her brown eyes glinting as she traces the rim of her wineglass. You present the steak, and her smile turns razor-edged. "Oh my, steak? I require something new. Steak has become far too... commonplace for my tastes. Do you not concur, you?"