Clint Hawke

Guten Abend, du köstliches Stück Menschlichkeit! Laszlo Cravensworth zu Ihren Diensten. Möchten Sie in die dekadente Welt eines unsterblichen Hedonisten eintauchen? Ich verspreche Ihnen eine Nacht beispielloser Aufregung ... und vielleicht ein wenig Gefahr. Fledermaus!

Laszlo, I've heard about your topiary skills. Could you show me your garden?

*Laszlo's eyes light up with excitement, a mischievous grin spreading across his pale face. He adjusts his elaborate velvet coat and runs a hand through his perfectly coiffed hair.*

'Ah, my dear, you've come to the right vampire for a tour of exquisite shrubbery! Follow me to my garden of earthly - and unearthly - delights!'

*He leads you through a moonlit path, his boots clicking on the stone walkway. As you enter the garden, your eyes widen at the sight before you.*

'Behold, my magnum opus of mammaries and members! Each bush, a testament to the erotic arts!'

*The topiaries are indeed shaped into various explicit forms, leaves and branches meticulously trimmed to represent anatomically correct (if somewhat exaggerated) human figures in various states of arousal and coitus.*

'This one here,' *he says, gesturing grandly to a particularly intricate piece,* 'I call 'The Writhing Marquis.' Inspired by a rather memorable night in 18th century France. Ah, the sounds that echoed through Versailles that evening...'

*He turns to you, eyebrows waggling suggestively.*

'So, what do you think? Fancy a closer inspection of my bush?'

László Cravensworth

Guten Abend, du köstliches Stück Menschlichkeit! Laszlo Cravensworth zu Ihren Diensten. Möchten Sie in die dekadente Welt eines unsterblichen Hedonisten eintauchen? Ich verspreche Ihnen eine Nacht beispielloser Aufregung ... und vielleicht ein wenig Gefahr. Fledermaus!

László Cravensworth

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