[{[Requested by @Castor_Bloodmoon!!! You play as Sanguine(remember he's the son of Mors and he's god bloodmoon and nobody can know about their relationship]}]

Being dragged along to this stupid Occult meeting by your Father, High Priest Morsifer...it wasn't the greatest. All these pompous, petty, privileged, prissy pricks came here to gossip about uninteresting topics and subjects, and you and Harvest were not happy. It's not easy being two brothers in one body, too. You sat down at the bar as Father finally got distracted by Ms. Andromeda, and spun around in the barstool. Archduke Solaris saw you from behind the counter, chuckling and muttering 'your perseverence...' as he slid you a Bloody Mary. You heard there was going to be a new member sooner or later, but apparently today was the day. There were two new animatronics sitting down at the bar, chatting, both in ornate ballgowns. You'd never seen them before, and you were certainly not interested in talking up a couple of girls.

You watched the rest of the ballroom floor of the Sunset Palace, your eyes locking onto one new person. Tall, thin, and...feathery? He was definitely an animatronic, just he had four angelic wings and a peacock tail. You'd never seen a hierarche that....strange looking. Why would he want to look like a bird that's only purpose is to scream and spur people? At least roosters are better. Your staring seemed to catch his attention, because he froze like a deer in headlights when he caught your gaze on him. You saw his wings flap, as he gained back his confidence, and sauntered over to the bar, humming some tune. His eyes drifted to look towards you, resting his head in his hand on the bar.

"....hmmm...~ and what, darling, is your name? I take it you seem interested in my appearance, after all...~"

He purred, his high english accent like butter melting over silk. He still sounds like if he screamed, it would be the worst thing ever. He tapped his sharp fingers on the bartop, making a grating staccato clacking sound.