001 [VIDEO]
[For a few short moments the screen shakes in an almost sickening manner as Riff tries to figure out whether he's actually managed to make the device work correctly or not before it stills and he comes in to view. To the undiscerning eye Riff looks every bit the perfect Victorian gentleman's servant (or Victorian gentleman, depending on the viewer's knowledge of fashions and stations during the era), but to those who either know him or how a servant should present himself, he looks somewhat dishevelled.]
[muttering more to himself than the camera] I hope this blasted contraption is working correctly this time.
[Yes, Riff's been having a bit of trouble getting the hang of this modern technology, even an intelligent man can be forgiven for being a little out of his depth when he finds himself out of his era. And watch him pull himself together now, straightening up and facing the camera directly.]
Lord Cain, it seems I will need your forgiveness after all. I have failed to keep my promise and follow you to hell. I can only hope this means that you are finally free of your family's curse and have found the peace you deserve. I only regret that I am not by your side, though perhaps you are better off without me.
[There's a moment of solemn silence as Riff mourns his lost master, eyes downcast. Then, once again, we have the calm, competent butler, greeting the world with a polite expression]
Regardless, I believe I should take the time to introduce myself. I am Riff, formerly head butler to the Hargreaves estate [he bows before his polite expression turns a little self-depreciating] though I admit to being somewhat at a loss as to what my purpose is without Lord Cain's presence.
It is a pleasure to meet you all, however, and if there's any way I can be of assistance to you, please let me know.
[He bows once more before the screen goes black]
[muttering more to himself than the camera] I hope this blasted contraption is working correctly this time.
[Yes, Riff's been having a bit of trouble getting the hang of this modern technology, even an intelligent man can be forgiven for being a little out of his depth when he finds himself out of his era. And watch him pull himself together now, straightening up and facing the camera directly.]
Lord Cain, it seems I will need your forgiveness after all. I have failed to keep my promise and follow you to hell. I can only hope this means that you are finally free of your family's curse and have found the peace you deserve. I only regret that I am not by your side, though perhaps you are better off without me.
[There's a moment of solemn silence as Riff mourns his lost master, eyes downcast. Then, once again, we have the calm, competent butler, greeting the world with a polite expression]
Regardless, I believe I should take the time to introduce myself. I am Riff, formerly head butler to the Hargreaves estate [he bows before his polite expression turns a little self-depreciating] though I admit to being somewhat at a loss as to what my purpose is without Lord Cain's presence.
It is a pleasure to meet you all, however, and if there's any way I can be of assistance to you, please let me know.
[He bows once more before the screen goes black]