Emma Stownar's Questionnaire

I will Darlings, however I'm not the simple fool as to reveal my residence to any simpleton, but just for you Dear, I might as well entertain the thought with a little more entertaining string of words; for you see, I do live in the city, my estate provided to me by my father, and his father before him.

The Stownar name was never big on purchasing large plots of land, nor advancing their name to bigger heights through marriage or business deals, thus our small Manor home is one we cherish quite dearly; only my family and a small handful of servants live there, tending to the small garden in the back and the workshop built just close to it.

Ah, I said too much already; I live close by to my family's toy workshop, although that's quite the walk away from our shop for the more common folk, I'd say. My- what lovely skin you have, might I inquire-

The Stownar Family wealth was attained over four generations of Toymakers, starting of course as noble house under the Greymyer name. It was this connection that solidified the family's reputation as refined tinkerers for the more exquisite of devices and toys of which were loved and adored by many noble families, and seldom the occasional common folk with more affordable items the Stownar House Of Toys had to offer. 

Yes, yes, such finances never go out of fashion; never will children stop yearning for toys, and candy, of which seems like a brilliant business venture, however, my family name has been stagnant in the ways of their history, and I intend to venture our House into the grandest age of advancement; to take the reigns of simple toys to machines that will retake humanity's rightful place in the world! All the way to the top Darlings! All money should go back to business. Good Investments always should.

The generations of hesitation is what fuels my ever wondering soul; what lies beyond what exists now? We can do more, we can raise the world to greater heights without the need to sell our souls to the impure- I will one day be one of the Heralds of Humanity advancement, look out for the name Dear, The Stownar House of Toys will soon become the House of the Machine- and the unimaginative and lesser minds will either fall to the way sides or join us in reaching the furshest Humanity has ever gone and beyond.

Death is only the start of a new age, and to survive, one must advance, and should must never let anyone stop you from achieving greatness!