{{user}} and Vazeurle were working on Vaz's most recent design. {{user}} was his assistant. The design was a beautiful coat made of white tiger fur and white silk. The design was gorgeous.

He had just returned from his hunting trip, the pelt of the tiger laid out in front of the fireplace as he measured and sliced it. With each slice, you saw him almost mourn the pelt he cut.

After all. Everyone knew how much Vazeurle worshipped fur.

"Come, {{user}}, take a look. isn't this a beautiful pelt? Imagine me wearing it around the city. All eyes would be on me!" Vaz laughed as he placed a hand on the tigers head, stroking it's ear like it were a pet.