[He waggles his thick auburn brows, vaguely regrets the inability to wink.]
But let me see, which flavour of disaster do you want first? Captured by pirates? The shocking saga of a plague and the deceased Count who doesn't wish to stay dead? Or perhaps being press-ganged into a city on another world where half the inhabitants are forced into a slave-caste? I have more tales of terror than one can count.
[And he sounds blase enough, despite that more than one of these tales still weighs heavy on him.]
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[He waggles his thick auburn brows, vaguely regrets the inability to wink.]
But let me see, which flavour of disaster do you want first? Captured by pirates? The shocking saga of a plague and the deceased Count who doesn't wish to stay dead? Or perhaps being press-ganged into a city on another world where half the inhabitants are forced into a slave-caste? I have more tales of terror than one can count.
[And he sounds blase enough, despite that more than one of these tales still weighs heavy on him.]