Hey, I like fantasy elves. Which is to say, Tolkien’s. The ones out of folklore? Not so much.
I’d play this. Which is part of the problem.
I was going to go all spooky horror, but this is maybe more interesting. And maybe more subtly unsettling, in its way. I mean, what if the kid only smiles over the oddest things?
Mostly because I felt like it. Art for art’s sake, and all that.
The pirate talk was nice. It was also in Annapolis during a perfect evening, which may have been a little more important. Chesapeake piracy and a glass of cider; life was good.
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I don’t know why I think about things like mystical British throwing axes while I’m in the shower, but apparently I do. At this point I just roll with it, honestly.