The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[Varisia Primfana]

"He has no skills at all?" Varisia's eyebrows rise slightly. "That is... surprising. And appalling," she adds, though mostly for his sake, as she personally feels that if a child of a household has truly made it to or near adulthood without some kind of value in the way of skill or talent, well, that's a reflection of the household.

[GamesMaster]

Does sucking cock count? "He is proficient in the basics: he can read, write, and do sums in three languages, he knows his way around a sword, he can cook enough to feed himself. But he has no true skills. He's weak, delicate."

[Varisia Primfana]

"Any artistic or creative skills?" Varisia asks after a slight pause.

[GamesMaster]

Indou shakes his head. "Kid has a way with animals. I've tried to teach him the basics of appraisal but I'm not sure he's cut out for it. Do you want to see him yourself?"

[Varisia Primfana]

That gets a lazy shrug. "I've no objection," she replies, sipping her drink. "I assume he has a name?"

[GamesMaster]

"Shisou." Which, depending on the kanji used to represent his name, could mean 'master poet'. Probably means 'master poet'. Nobody would name their kid 'shadow of death', after all. 

"He's good breeding stock: noble blood, mixed, but human. I won't take less than a hundred gold for him," he warns, as he gets up from the table and heads for the back. He doesn't give her a chance to correct his misconception (again) as he heads to fetch his "son", stepson, whatever. 

The lad is pretty, in a girlish sort of way. Long black hair back in a ponytail; big, purple, sad eyes with dark lashes and brows. He's belted his robes tightly, indicating that they're too large for him, and his frame seems thin, lanky. He gives a bow, trembling slightly as he does, and glances at the table full of snacks with a too-hungry look in his eyes, though he doesn't lunge for it. 

[Varisia Primfana]

"I am Lady Varisia Primfana," ther merikos drow says, studying him with half-lidded eyes. A bit plain looking, but not unpleasant looking. Skittish. Which... is not surprising. Indou is certainly the sort to use a heavy hand in every matter he can justify. "Varisia-sama will suffice for your use. Your stepfather and I have are working out the first of what would, optimally, be the first of many mutually beneficial trades, and I find it very useful to met the family of those I work with.:

[Shisou]

"H-h-h-igurashi Sh-shisou," he stammers, giving another bow. "P-p-p-p-p-p-pleased t-t-t-to m-m-m-m-e-e-et y-y-y-you."

[Varisia Primfana]

That is... not a good sign, Varisia thinks with a visible wince and frown. "Bit shy, mmmh?" She leans forward a little, automatically shifting her posture from 'arrogant lounging' to 'playfully alluring' in her own warped manner of reassuring him.

[GamesMaster]

"He always stammers, a bit of a birth defect," says Indou casually. "But I doubt you'll need his mouth much for the sorts of things you can get use out of him for."

[Shisou]

Shisou's eyes widen, and he reflexively takes half a step back -- towards the piano, towards his sister, and though she doesn't stop playing, her eyes narrow. She's too far to make out the conversation, but she definitely can see his reaction to it. 

[Varisia Primfana]

Varisia lets out a peal of laughter at Indou's comment, shaking her head. "Oh, much to the contrary! For a woman, a partner's mouth is very important. Even more than a cock, truth be told. Regardless, that is far afield from the conversation at hand." Gesturing lazily at one of the chairs near the table, she orders him, "sit. I do not wish to have to bend my neck to see you. And tell me of yourself."

[Shisou]

Shisou, his stomach turning to ice, has no real choice: he sits on a cushion in that kneeling fashion that Toukami citizens prefer. "I.... d-d-d-d-do n-n-n-n-not kn-know w-wh-what t-t-t-t-to s-s-s-say," he stammers. "I l-l-l-l-l-like t-t-t-to r-r-r-read a-a-a-and I a-a-a-am g-g-g-g-good a-a-at m-m-m-my ch-ch-chores. I d-d-d-d-escend f-f-f-f-rom Higurashi K-kuronue, daughter of Higurashi Yasha, son of Higurashi "Inu" Taisho, son of Daimyo Higurashi, blessed by Ancestor Vojopotencokuŝasenvenĝoprenitapostmalfelicxo, who intercedes with Dark VojoPotenco to intercede with Dark Zanon."

[Varisia Primfana]

Varisia arches an eyebrow, glancing at Indou. "Why have you not had a healer address that annoying stutter?"

[GamesMaster]

"We tried. It's not a physical malady. It's some kind of defect in his brain." Indou shrugs. "Not worth the fancy mind healers to fix, not that one."