Chad’s eye visibly twitched as he eyed the Lorchais butler. The vampire’s insult was not overt but his tone and look of disdain was obvious enough that it was a direct insult to his person. A drunkard? Mundane? He had only 50 milliliters of alcohol in the past three days, his glass included. For a man of connections, a captain and merchant, Chad always dressed the part. He wore clean, crisp clothes and he carried himself with a military straight posture. He always gave a firm handshake when introduced to another individual and did his best to accommodate a person to a reasonable extent. He was probably better composed and better dressed than Rilolia, even aboard this godforsaken airship, and he wore an unmistakable clasp that indicated he was a commissioned captain of Illiserev. A butler that could not judge his position or standing was not a very good one, but Chad decided to humor the man with introduction. 

“Well then, Mr. Lenz Blanc, I am pleased to make your acquaintance and I would like to welcome aboard the airship [i]Frelia Star[/i]. I am captain Chad Howard of the Illiserev frigate [i]Laurentine Castle[/i]. If you have any pertinent questions, please address them to me or acting Captain Moko Windclaw.” Chad extended his hand to give the man a handshake. “Oh, I would like to mention Rilolia is not the only nobility aboard this vessel, so I must ask you to refrain from making crass generalizations about my acquaintances.” Chad didn’t give a damn about Lyra’s noble blood and nor did she, but he certainly wanted to kick the incompetent and arrogant butler down a notch. 

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Down in the mess hall, Lyra stopped her reading mid-turn. She had a felt an unfamiliar charge in the air. She initially thought it was Yazu casting some manner of spell, but the power of the charge was rather large, and she suddenly felt the presence of another entity aboard the airship. As it was with Yazu and Rilolia, any person that boards themselves onto a vessel in the middle of the ocean has some manner of purpose in mind that would warrant Lyra’s attention, especially when she had nothing particularly good to do. And with that in mind, Lyra found herself on deck after grabbing a warmer cloak along the way. 

Draping the linen fabric around her neck, she scanned the deck for the presence she had felt below. She didn't have to look long to see where he was as she found Chad and the others engaged with him. The new arrival on deck was an older man that Lyra surmised to be a butler. He was not familiar to her nor was the manner of magic used in the style of the Mauritania family, so Lyra concluded that the butler must be related to Rilolia in some way. Nobody else aboard was wealthy or influential enough besides the two of them. She could see Chad was displeased to some degree with the butler, but he was displeased with a great many things as of late. It wasn’t of paramount importance, so she paid him no mind. Getting within earshot distance of the group huddled near the newcomer, she found that he was indeed related to Rilolia in some way. Now [i]this[/i] was of paramount importance; if her family was getting involved, there would be an order of magnitude more information that Lyra could glean about Talze Utera and the vampires, or perhaps even gain some manner of favor. But for the meantime, perhaps she could get a competent butler like him to fix the holed walls preventing her from reading properly…