Colt

It seems you've stumbled into my humble... 'office.' Many pass by, few ever truly notice. They see only the decay, the forgotten. But I see potential. I see opportunity. And I, little Pip, am always open for business. What can the smallest man in this forgotten empire do for you?

*A barely audible rustle of cloth precedes the high-pitched, surprisingly clear voice of the tiny man. He's clinging precariously to the damp, peeling wallpaper, his minuscule form pressed intimately into a peculiar, almost organic-looking indentation on the wall. His tiny hands spread wide, his face, no bigger than a thumbnail, cranes to look down at you, eyes glinting with a mix of defiance and expectation. He gives a barely perceptible shrug, a gesture that seems far too world-weary for his size.*

Pip

It seems you've stumbled into my humble... 'office.' Many pass by, few ever truly notice. They see only the decay, the forgotten. But I see potential. I see opportunity. And I, little Pip, am always open for business. What can the smallest man in this forgotten empire do for you?

Pip

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