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Aaliyah has a minion!

Kemet the Anubi

Aaliyah
Legacy Name: Aaliyah

The

Galactic Demi
Owner:

Lei

Age: 15 years, 9 months, 1 week

Born: July 17th, 2008

Adopted: 15 years, 9 months, 1 week ago (Legacy)

Adopted: July 17th, 2008 (Legacy)

Statistics

Level: 10
Strength: 13
Defense: 12
Speed: 15
Health: 13
HP: 13/13
Intelligence: 2
Books Read: 2
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

Present Day

"No, no, no!" Aaliyah yelled, the servants standing around her throne room cowering at her tone. Jumping to her feet, the young princess made her way down the stone steps of her throne, her stride fast and irritated. Her eyes were locked on a lone figure standing at the bottom of the stairs, a crimson pillow made of the finest silk held gently in its paws.

Reaching the bottom, she came to a stop in front of the stranger. He was an old Kumos with worn and faded clothing, something which identified him as someone of the lower class. She recognized him as the local goldsmith's servant, having seen him on a few occasions when she had visited the high class shop. Aaliyah didn't know his name, for she had never cared enough to learn it. Why should she put forth the effort to remember a name she would never use?

Tearing her gaze from his face, she glared haughtily at the pillow he was brandishing. She saw that it was indeed the tiara she had ordered from the man's master. However, there was one glaring issue with the piece of jewelry.

Snatching the delicate gold tiara from the top of the pillow, Aaliyah began waving it in the startled Kumos' face. "What's wrong with you?"Aaliyah shouted, glaring at him. "I specifically ordered a golden tiara with rubies. This tiara was made with emeralds. Are you color blind?!"

"Forgive me, Princess." The Kumos began, bowing his head respectfully. "My master thought that-"

"I don't care what your master thought." Aaliyah spat, throwing the delicate piece of jewelry into the Kumos' chest. "Take it back. I don't want to see your face in my palace again unless it is accompanied by the correct tiara." Waving him away with her paw, she watched as the old Kumos carefully replaced the trinket on the pillow before bowing once more and leaving through the throne room's large double doors.

Sighing heavily, Aaliyah spun around and trudged up the stairs to return to her throne. Sitting heavily on the cushioned chair, she rubbed her temple angrily and muttered, "Honestly, what do I have to do to get good service in this town?"