Neurotic
I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
Edmond looks somewhat abashed, but then thin smile appears for a moment.
"You're not getting to interrogation, you're getting conscripted. Marshal should know about new members of the group as we're fairly fluid in membership. Unless, of course, you'd like NOT to be paid for your work.
Maybe I forgot to mention, but we're special unit of Korvosan Guard."
"You're not getting to interrogation, you're getting conscripted. Marshal should know about new members of the group as we're fairly fluid in membership. Unless, of course, you'd like NOT to be paid for your work.
Maybe I forgot to mention, but we're special unit of Korvosan Guard."