A few minutes ago...
"Boss, we are ready," Grim said with his usual bold and unbound explosiveness. Frankly, it was almost as overwhelming and outlandish as his appearance.
An introverted soul would have said, 'Good for him. At least his features and personality are a perfect match,' without the slightest hint of joy.
And indeed they were.
Grim was a man with a full head of white hair and a pair of striking red eyes that saw far and wide. He often held a smile on his face, with his bubbly personality being infectious to anyone other than Pherdanta.
Speaking of the stoic, dutiful beauty...
"Do I really need to go too, Master? Can I selfishly demand to remain by your side just this once?" she said to the man who sat on a large, comfy cushion made of tangible darkness.
The voice that leaked out from Pherdanta never would have matched her appearance, at least for those who were used to her.