A simple family: mother, father, two children, and the keeper of their 13th century castle. Meet the people who have so graciously have given you the run of their house. Careful how you go β you wouldn't want to make an enemy of your hosts, would you? Take advantage of this cheat sheet on how to get on each of their good sides!
PORTIA BALFOUR
LIKES
DISLIKES
β beautiful things β interesting people β cold chardonnay β birkin bags β gossip β lounging in the sun
β being bored β buying off the rack β thanklessness β juicy couture β bragging β americans
JONTY BALFOUR
LIKES
DISLIKES
β small talk β old civilizations β balancing checkbooks β cigars β coin collections β hunting
β desperation β being told "no" β tiny dogs β brown suits β messy foods β vodka
BUNNY BALFOUR
LIKES
DISLIKES
β guitars β weed β video games β jΓ€gerbombs β comfy shoes β women, sometimes
β reminders of privilege β suits β haircuts β cold weather β condoms β women, sometimes
ROSIE BALFOUR
LIKES
DISLIKES
β nail polish β short dresses β horses β eyeliner β seduction β piercings
Though word may have likely long found your clever, all-knowing ears, it would be remiss not to attend you with news of Reverend Ashcroft's demise. A morose pity twofold, as his ending denied us an exciting new chapter to explore, and that the commune stole away with his body before I could endeavor to bring him to you and your spouse to do as you pleased with. Alas.
From what meager memory I shared of you and your husband β I believe he was yours to decide the fate of, not to be robbed of such. However you wish to proceed from this, I remain ally to your family. My gratitude, that our hosts have received us back into their halls.
May my presence among your guests be a blessing in your eyes, and for your enjoyment.
a note sent to portia balfour <3
Though word may have likely long found your clever, all-knowing ears, it would be remiss not to attend you with news of Reverend Ashcroft's demise. A morose pity twofold, as his ending denied us an exciting new chapter to explore, and that the commune stole away with his body before I could endeavor to bring him to you and your spouse to do as you pleased with. Alas.
From what meager memory I shared of you and your husband β I believe he was yours to decide the fate of, not to be robbed of such. However you wish to proceed from this, I remain ally to your family. My gratitude, that our hosts have received us back into their halls.
May my presence among your guests be a blessing in your eyes, and for your enjoyment.
Sincerely,
Set, God of the Desert and War