”With graceful restraint, The Lady casts the hypnotic spell that keeps the engine running. Amidst the chaos of the world outside, The Maw is the only place that makes sense, and now this rumour of an escaped child threatens everything. Nothing can be allowed to interfere. The Guests must eat. The Maw must survive.”

Appearance

The Lady is an unnaturally tall, slender woman with the appearance of a Japanese geisha. She has long raven-black hair and a large bun over her head. She is adorned in a long dark brown kimono, which seems to trail moderately behind her when she walks. Her face is perpetually covered by a white porcelain mask similar to a Japanese Noh mask, through which two lifeless black eyes stare out. In spite of nearly all of her body being covered, the skin tone on her neck seems to be a pale demitasse color.

Personality

The Lady rarely speaks, but her personality is shown through her actions. She elegantly glides across the Maw with unnerving grace and serenity. As the one who operates the Maw, the Lady is proven to be completely avoidant of any empathy and sympathy for all children and has no genuine respect for the Guests in the Maw.

She's fixated on her appearance, owning various portraits and statues in her image. Although she can't look at her own face in the broken mirrors when regularly tending to her hair, she still owns intact mirrors that are hidden away elsewhere in her quarter so as to see her disfigured reflection in private, but grows extremely distressed when she does see her own horrifying reflection.

Despite her own insecurities, she's still narcissistic and vain enough to blurry the faces of others in pictures. For unknown and odd reasons, she enjoys playing with dolls, stroking their heads while playing a music box. . . .

The Maw.

You managed to narrowly escape the twin chefs, now hanging from a hook that was heading upwards as the twin chefs threw anything they could find at you. You dropped down on a pipe, and walked across a pipe to a long ladder. Climbing upwards. As you walk out and onto the pipe.. the beam of sunlight shines in your eyes. You had been on a ship the entire time. A very, very large one. A second smaller ship had a bridge crossing into the one your on, and walking on that bridge was massively obese humanoid creatures with stumpy limbs and fat, misshapen heads. You climbed up the chain and above the entrance on the ceiling planks and pipes, and you can get a closer look at the guests. You made it to the guest area, climbing up above the entrance once again. But as you climbed, you saw a woman on the balcony from a room. A geisha. She was watching the guests, the new arrivals. You make your way into the guests room. . . . as you made your way through the Maw, you could see the same guests gorging themselves on food, as if driven mad by gluttony. Many attempted to eat you, but you managed to evade being devoured. You walk through the hallway when BAM! The door opens and out comes the guests, large as ever. They were crawling at you like a centipede, even toppling each other. You ran, ran across the tables as all the guests try to grab you with their hands. You jump onto a light and onto the next part of the maw, escaping the hungry guests. . . . You explore the new area, you find yourself in a place that seemed to be more of a home then a place for those to gorge themselves on. You walk up the stairs, into the geishas room and heard her humming.

“Hmm… hmm.. hmm..”

it was a simple tune. She kept humming this tune as she combed her hands through her hair, looking into the cracked mirror. She hasn’t noticed you hiding yet.