My lords, my ladies...

[thetrudger]

 My dear, dear mundane!

I didn't realize we were so close. Please, allow me to offer you my thanks. I would indeed be grateful to find a second home.


And you, in return, get the pleasure of the company of Geoffrey Chaucer! The lily among the thorns, the whisperer of the written word, the herald of life itself-


...Ah, now, don't give me that look. I'm a writer. I'm allowed to exaggerate. 

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[charring]

I'm not. I'm in a place called the City. It's a pocket dimension full of people from all over. Sometimes there are curses and today was a really bad day for me there. Other than that, though. I'm unexciting.

[Charlie. You are a liar.]

[thetrudger]

Oh, I doubt that. Your game sounds quite interesting. But I am sorry for your terrible day. I do hope tomorrow is brighter.

My current home is Cair Paradisa, a magical castle full of wonders and horrors alike.

[charring]

It is. It keeps people on their toes.

[A faint sad smile sent in his direction.] She just had me murdered as part of a Shakespeare Serial Killer plot. Bright days might be a while away but thank you for that.