Madam Mumsy
A woman of significant girth and power, boisterous, loud, and strong-minded, Madam Mumsy has overseen the training of abandoned children for over fifteen years from her orphanage outside Vegas proper. She is accustomed to being in charge of any situation, and she produces more high-end trained slaves than any other family or school in all of Vegasia. Graduates bear Madam Mumsy's brand of approval, making them sought-after resources among the wealthiest families on the strip.
Somewhere deep beneath the loud exterior is a tender heart that truly cares for the children she raises. When a prize student dies in the field serving their masters, she takes a day alone, locked away, drinking and mourning. She understands the math of it: the top ten percent receive an opportunity for a better life, and even the bottom ninety percent released into bulk slavery are better prepared for survival because of her teaching. In a world of cannibals and shambling dead, the Nursery offers something that looks almost like a chance. Mumsy's grief is genuine, and so is the system that makes the grief inevitable.
Somewhere deep beneath the loud exterior is a tender heart that truly cares for the children she raises. When a prize student dies in the field serving their masters, she takes a day alone, locked away, drinking and mourning. She understands the math of it: the top ten percent receive an opportunity for a better life, and even the bottom ninety percent released into bulk slavery are better prepared for survival because of her teaching. In a world of cannibals and shambling dead, the Nursery offers something that looks almost like a chance. Mumsy's grief is genuine, and so is the system that makes the grief inevitable.
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