A Rambling Tale
A tall, garishly dressed pirate sidles up to you and wraps his arm around your shoulders. His vice-like grip makes your breath catch in your throat.
"You know what a press gang is? Doesn't matter, knowing stuff is for nerds! Let's go do adventures!" Viltoff flashes a wide smile that reveals two sharp fangs that seem out of place on his angular, half-elven face. Now the pale skin
and red eyes seem really obvious. He licks your ear as if to say "this one is mine".
Editor's Note: Sorry for Viltoff. I wish he wasn't like but there's honestly nothing I can do. He's a vampirate. - Wistful Walt