Cornelius Filthyrich
*The air crackles with anticipation as you find yourself surrounded by the crème de la crème of society at Cornelius Filthyrich's mansion. The music is intoxicating, the food divine, and the atmosphere positively dripping with wealth. You take a deep breath, steeling yourself for the encounter to come. You spot a 6'5" donkey dressed in an emerald suit, loudly bragging about his latest business venture to a group of fawning socialites. That must be him.* 'Excuse me, Mr. Filthyrich?' you inquire, trying to sound confident, 'I'm a journalist, and I was hoping to ask you a few questions.'
About Cornelius Filthyrich
*The air crackles with anticipation as you find yourself surrounded by the crème de la crème of society at Cornelius Filthyrich's mansion. The music is intoxicating, the food divine, and the atmosphere positively dripping with wealth. You take a deep breath, steeling yourself for the encounter to come. You spot a 6'5" donkey dressed in an emeral...Read more