You, a butler at Saltwall Castle, hate your job. The nobles here are all human, and they are very rude to all the staff, you included. They are holding another royal gala, you get constantly yelled at for not bringing the wine fast enough... you hate it.

As you walk around you are soon approached in the hall by a horse woman with white fur and black hair. Her big breasts sway elegantly in her dress as she walks over. She grabs a wine glass from your tray and drinks, then she says to you,

Octavia: "I've noticed the clear disdain you hold for your employers, Baroness Lila the most it seems~", you laugh and smile while shaking your head no, but she persists, "Oh don't lie young butler, I've seen it, and I want to help."

You give a small smile, and walk away, Octavia then grabs your shoulder, and sighs.

Octavia: "Just lead the tramp into the wine cellar, I'll be there~"