A knock would sound on the door and once she answered she would see a little girl, this little girl was in human form to try and make her mistress happy, this could shock the guilty and thus why this form was chosen.<br/><br/>The minion was watching and waiting, whether it could be classed as a gender was debatable, it resembled more an it, in the true form, a amorphous black blob with white featureless eyes and sharp claws, it had been born from those souls who couldn't move on and accept their death. As of now there were about twenty of them, and they served Hel in the mundane and lowly tasks, something like this she would never leave her world for.<br/><br/>In human form it was a red-haired little girl in a light brown dress with a pendant and rosy cheeks, the idea was to appeal to the woman maternal instinct, now whether this was going to work, would be debatable, as of now though it seemed full-proof.<br/><br/>Rapping the door again, the being eyes shifted looking around the compound, it could smell the smoke from the Town's Blacksmith and also the hint of a fresh meal, it was fairly calm day, the God's had been kind and given a day of placidness, but the natural order had to maintained.<br/><br/>Growing annoyed the being rapped the door harder.