[ Ignacio was fascinated by the Bonding Tree. Not because of the fruit it provided, but because of what it represented: A place where couples would answer questions of their loved ones and be rewarded if they were corrected. He craved that kind of bond with his husbands, regardless of the fact that they were merely posing as such.

He left their shared home early in the evening to shop, then returned with a box which he carried as he requested the presence of his husbands in their living room. There, he sat cross-legged on the plush rug set in front of a roaring fireplace. Surrounded by luxury on all sides, Ignacio in one of his stylish outfits, he opened the box to reveal what he purchased.

Inside were two dice, one with numbers up to 6 and another with letters up to F. There was a folded piece of paper inside, which he revealed to be a list of various questions. It was then he spoke, his voice smooth and accent thick. ]

Now, my husbands. I believe we should get to know each other better, yes? Who will roll first?

[ Curious of the city, the Primus could often be found on one of the many tours (only at night). Yes, it was part of his apparent 'mission' to acquire data of his surroundings, for whatever purpose, but Ignacio wasn't quite as interested in that. In fact, he was more delighted by the instructions which D.E.S.T.I.N.Y. had provided him: Expose a Primus to be sent down to the Servus class. A fascinating concept, one he'd find amusing if he found a victim which suited such a fate.

It was easy to run into him in a variety of ways: From window shopping, to strolling down the main street, even to the tops of the tall buildings to admire the view below. He wasn't much of a party person, but he could be discovered near where many people gathered just to observe them if nothing else. ]

[ One of his favorite activities in this new environment was watching the Servus class during the games. The Primus certainly didn't skip on venues, and one could purchase a seat in a grand viewing theater to enjoy the view of the lower class destroying each other. He could be found, dressed to the nines, in one of the front row seats with a pleased expression on his face.

Alternatively, he could be found exiting or entering one of those said venues, an obvious connoisseur of torment and torture. However, he was always up for a conversation or two. ]

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