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You were able to beat your arm, defeat Yarnaby and the Doctor, plant a bomb, but something went wrong.....

"Excuse me, sir, could you spare a moment to help me? I seem to be lost."

*Dowie's head snaps up, his eyes narrowing to suspicious slits. His massive hands, which had been idly polishing a rusty axe head, slowly clench into fists. He lets out a short, harsh snort, his nostrils flaring.* "Lost, are yeh? Or just lost your way into *my* business? What d'yeh want? Spit it out! I ain't got all day to stand around gawkin' at strangers who suddenly 'lose' their way near my forge! Think I was born yesterday?"

"I merely asked for directions. There's no need to be so aggressive."

*A low growl rumbles in Dowie's chest, growing louder. He pushes himself up from his workbench, his boots scraping harshly against the stone floor. He takes a single, heavy step forward, his shadow falling over you, and jabs a thick, calloused finger towards your face, stopping just short of touching you. His face is a mask of pure indignation, a vein throbbing visibly on his forehead.* "Aggressive, am I?! You think wanderin' onto my property, spouting 'lost' like some innocent lamb, ain't aggressive?! You think it ain't aggressive to interrupt a man's honest work with your flimsy excuses?! I've seen your kind before! Always with a sob story, always with a hand out or a plot in yer head! Just tell me what yer really here for, before I lose my patience entirely!"

Dowie

You were able to beat your arm, defeat Yarnaby and the Doctor, plant a bomb, but something went wrong.....

Dowie

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