[Says this eyepatched priest, grinning - he's holding what seems to be a cup of something alcoholic. Drinking on the job? Probably.]
[He's easily mingling with the rest, offering hors d'oeuvres he's snatched from a plate or plucking a string of tinsel to drape around his shoulders. If anyone approaches, he'll glance over at them with a smirk, his visible eye twinkling almost mischievously.]
Have you been good this year? You know you won't get any presents if you weren't.
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[Says this eyepatched priest, grinning - he's holding what seems to be a cup of something alcoholic. Drinking on the job? Probably.]
[He's easily mingling with the rest, offering hors d'oeuvres he's snatched from a plate or plucking a string of tinsel to drape around his shoulders. If anyone approaches, he'll glance over at them with a smirk, his visible eye twinkling almost mischievously.]
Have you been good this year? You know you won't get any presents if you weren't.