Artesi

- the glamour-maker's parlor servant/errand boy
- terrified of his mistress but way more scared of everywhere else in the city so
- understands that he has it good


- born in the foothills of the crystalspine
- it was the mines or trying to find work in the point city, and he decided to try the latter

- is sending most of his money back to his family
- they live in the crystalspine, working in one of the research field camps



- the glamour-maker insists on maintaining an elegance to her domain, she is not some back-street butcher providing new faces to criminals
- so she pays a lot for exotic teas and wines and precious sugary treats to serve her guests, fine furniture for them to sit upon, while she measures them for their new fittings
- and of course, a tailored and pressed suit for her servant, to wear while serving them


- he's sent running up and down their street constantly, on one errand or another
- frazzled, but focuses very hard on not messing up, especially if she's actively watching him


- sleeps in the parlor, in an arm chair, to ward against burglars
- but is occasionally allowed to sleep across the foot of the bed if it's cold

- they have that 'When I call someone a poor little meow meow I am embodying the essence of a wealthy victorian widow lifting the chin of a shivering street urchin with her cane' dynamic