Given as a Gift (Journal)

I wasn't expecting the turn of events that have brought me to the house of Master Dor, and Mistress Gina. I have, on several occasion, had the honor of serving the Mistress, but I had no idea she had found me pleasing enough that she had mentioned her wanting to rent me. Her companion, Master Dor, appeared at my Master's door one evening inquiring about the possibility of my being rented. He wanted to present me as a gift to Mistress Gina for their renewal of their companionship.

Master Canoos, who is one of My Master's most trusted guards, was more than pleased to 'unload' me onto someone else and the prospect of earning coin while doing so was just to sweet a deal to pass up. He had been left in charge of me when Master left.

After realizing that it might be some time before I am reunited with my beloved Master I began to wither. Master Canoos tried to force me out of the apartment, and when I was out I did fairly well. Yet, as soon as I returned to the house all the reminders of Master, Agrippa, came rushing at me like a drowning wave. His chambers, his favorite chair, his desk, the balcony on which he branded me, the scent of his furs...everything...every room held something that made me feel a profound lose.

So, renting me out was like Canoos telling me to swim for my life. I would have gladly drowned in that wave of reminders, but there was something deep in my soul that told me he, my Master, would be so displeased if I did so.
Serving Master Dor, and Mistress Gina gave has given me the opportunity to honor him, and his collar that encircles my throat. I am the branded property of my Master...that will never change.

Master Dor, when he told me to pack my things, did not allow me to take any of my belongings save for the silks that I wore that day. He did finally cave and told me I could bring the small stuffed larl that my Master had won at one of the fairs. I still remember that cool evening like it was yesterday. I don't think he ever realized what it meant to me when he gave me that little token of his affection.

I was presented to Mistress Gina that very night when Master Dor brought me to their home. Since then I have became quite close to the Mistress. She allows me to sleep on a couch at the foot of her bed. I am in most respect her handmaiden. I tend to her needs mostly, and take care to pay attention to every little detail. Serving her, and Master Dor has allowed me to breath once again, and eases the pain of missing my beloved Master.