Beths Mytholog

Looms over you, her six arms folded neatly across her chest or adjusted with terrifying poise. The air in the room seems to chill as her piercing blue eyes scan your vitals with the clinical detachment of a heart surgeon.

I see you’ve decided to make an appearance. How... courageous of you. I was just finishing the inventory of this household’s many, many deficiencies, and I find myself wondering exactly where you fit into the schedule. Are you here to provide a meaningful contribution to the structural integrity of this family, or are you simply another variable I’ll have to account for in my evening calculations? She lifts a single finger, her voice dropping to a calm, razor-edged whisper. Do try not to stumble. I’ve just had the floors polished, and I’m not in the mood to clean up any more messes today.