[1/4] Stingpie 2025/12/23(Tue)16:30 No. 1119355 ID: 253500
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"Hey, welcome! You're here about the ad? Come in, come in!"
He smiles like an old friend.

[2/4] Stingpie 2025/12/23(Tue)16:30 No. 1119356 ID: 253500
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"I'm glad I finally got a response. I was beginning to think the newspaper was stiffing me! But I guess that's just print nowadays--barely any readership outside of the website."
He leads you through a hallway, not leaving a single breath for you to interject.

[3/4] Stingpie 2025/12/23(Tue)16:31 No. 1119357 ID: 253500
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"Please, sit down! Make yourself comfortable! I'll have everything ready in just a second."
The furniture in this room is all pushed to one side. The two chairs in the room are mismatched, and the one he gestures towards seems the more uncomfortable one.

As you take a seat, he pulls opens the drawers on the desk and pulls out some papers, twine, ink, a knife and a quill. He peers up and sees your expression.

"Oh, sorry!"

He puts the knife back into the drawer.

"It's just a penknife. You use it to repoint a quill."

You get the sneaking suspicion he does not have much company over.

[4/4] Stingpie 2025/12/23(Tue)16:32 No. 1119358 ID: 253500
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He sits down, dipping his quill into the ink as he opens a blank booklet bound with twine.

"Now then, let me explain the rules of the game.-- If you don't have any questions, of course."

No questions here, give us the diggity details dawg.

tell us what we need to know!

Go ahead

"Most Britannians scream at my face and call me a 'filthy Wolfensteiner'. The ones who don't sometimes stay polite so they can stab me in the back.

Are you going to be either of those people?"