Twisted Slough tal-pasaj

hello im the worst. so sorry.

The stranger had an odd way of speaking, but Ulrich did not mind this. It was simply something to note: the stranger was clearly not from around here.

'This one will not be choosing this territory.'

Ulrich chuckled and glanced around the Slough. No. I wouldn't, either. My home isn't far from here, though, on an isle surrounded by rivers. He bit his tongue in time to stop himself from attempting to recruit the man. He did this often and felt he should probably stop, or come across as desperate or demanding.

Trying to find a new topic of conversation, he asked, Where are you from? Your accent...