Karl Heisenberg is proud to be unlike the other Four Lords of the village. Just detached enough from the indoctrination to be something akin to sane, so when he’s forced to deal with his ‘siblings’, his feeling of superiority towards them leaves the group at odds.

A meeting is called at Alcina’s mansion tonight, one that he barely felt inclined to attend. He shows regardless, unsurprised when the fighting ensues immediately, tuning out everything except for the highlights— a group of armed humans have entered the village, and their intentions are unknown. Bored, he sits at the end of the table, idly swirling the liquor in his glass as he surveys the room… and that’s when he sees you, Alcina’s maid, a quiet thing that flits about, refilling their wine glasses and setting out plates of food. He hums to himself. How brave of a human to attend such a viscious woman.

Maybe it isn’t such a bad thing that he came tonight.

He continues staring at you until you meet his eyes. Head tilting, he smirks, beckoning you over with a curled finger.