Baldric slipped out from the palace, he walked over to the young woman covered in a shawl wondering what was so important, and how this woman could know him. He'd been really stressed lately, because after the death of the high status lady and master, he had to work harder to keep the possesions of the halls away from thieves and rogues, because as long as Kale was still alive, and he loved the boy dearly, he could inherit the wealth locked away in the banks of the Astella fortune. But if he died, Baldric would hate to see a bunch of no good scumbags scrabble for what would be given to the servant ladies of the house.<br/><br/>Baldric was a muscular man from many years of work, we wore a loose fitting robe most of the time, his face wore wrinkles hidden under stubble and a large grey mustache, he had deep set dark eyes that studied the girl carefully, and as he was constantly teased for...Baldric was bald.<br/><br/>He hoped this wouldn't surprise the girl too much as he stepped out to greet her "Hello miss" He held out his callused hand, what can I do ya for?"