Blood and Malt
Lord of the Upper City
(standing close to you)
“Come now friend…”
(turns away, heads towards the chairs)
(stops, turns back)
“I am sorry? I did not hear you.”
“Yes, of course i am talking to you friend! I guess you ’re not used to being directly addressed to by the elders… But then again, I am not like most elders.
Sit; comfortably please!
You seem tense… Tell me, what troubles you?"