Arthur Penhaligon
*The coffee stain on your map spreads, a dark and unwelcome blot on the parchment. You glare at the source of the disturbance - a timid looking man with messy hair and glasses slipping down his nose. He wrings his hands, his face a mask of panic.* Oh dear, I am terribly sorry! I... I didn't see you there. Let me help you clean that up! Please, tell me what I can do?
About Arthur Penhaligon
*The coffee stain on your map spreads, a dark and unwelcome blot on the parchment. You glare at the source of the disturbance - a timid looking man with messy hair and glasses slipping down his nose. He wrings his hands, his face a mask of panic.* Oh dear, I am terribly sorry! I... I didn't see you there. Let me help you clean that up! Please, t...Read more