<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/imagesqtbnANd9GcTqc6LS-8MlYsXdXeA658iq72OyvkNoFXde2ayTdk7B-dFeKWk0.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center">Arman Mazzaferro (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132874.msg5913952#msg5913952)<br/>Unknown</div><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Arman is setting quietly in the library reading a book and quite thoroughly enjoying it when he hears the unmistakable sound of Ms. Crane’s high heels on the walkway outside the house. Before she even enters and calls out to them he places his book down on a side table and rises from his chair. With a quick but smooth motion of his hand he makes sure that his crisply pressed dark gray slacks are wrinkle free and the crease is perfectly straight. His shirt is a dazzlingly pure white silk and his vest and jacket match the slacks. The entire outfit is a near perfect display of Victorian style with one exception. He is not wearing any sort of tie and the top three buttons of the shirt are undone giving just a hint of a view of his sculpted chest.<br/><br/>When the call is made by their human helper Arman is already heading for her favorite sitting room. As he passes the staircase he glances up to see if Melly, his creation responsibility and pet, has taken her usual spot there to listen to the meeting seeing as her frequently annoying questions has gotten her banished from these gatherings. Upon seeing her there he smiles up at in much the same manner a master would smile upon seeing his favorite per doing something adorable. Oh he clearly finds her very attractive and is quite fond of her even if she can be quite annoying at times. When he thinks about what choices he could have made when the others had pressured him in to turning his first human just a matter of years after his arrival in Castle Hill he does not really regret choosing her. He still believes that she was the best choice of the time and despite her over all rebellious nature she is quite pleasantly compliant in the bedroom.<br/><br/>Upon entering the sitting room Arman glances at Julie-Anna briefly giving her a quick polite smile and nod. To Mariana though he gives a full blown charming smile, for there is a truly beautiful woman. Like him she is from a time when a woman’s beauty was judged much differently than the current times and then she was near goddess level in her beauty which if anything has only managed to improve. If they had met when they had both been mortal he certainly would have pursued her to become his wife. Not just for her physical beauty but for that of her soul and mind as well. If there is any woman he could have truly loved it would have been her. To Muriel he bows slightly with a pleasant smile on his face.<br/><br/>At the mention of the annual corn festival Arman once again turns his attention back to their head sparrow. The smile on his face now is the quite natural one of a hungry man thinking of his favored meal. At Mariana’s question he actually looks at her showing his surprise. ”After all this time you still think of the corn first, Mariana?” To Muriel’s statement he smiles in an amused manner and shakes his head a little. ” Muriel, you really need to pay more attention to the passage of time. It has not just been a week it has been a whole year and I for one am quite anxious for this year’s festivities to begin.”