Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26052600-20160203043235/@comment-25547106-20160211073223

"I say, isn't it too early for the roughians to be out and about?" A tall stranger asks, a wide, friendly smile across his face. His upper lip wore a thick, well-kempt blonde handlebar moustache. He is dressed from head to toe in strange garb, some sort of dark gray suit made of soft fabric. Upon his head sat a round hat with a curved small brim, a single glass lense in his left eye. Upon his hands are a pair of dark silver gauntlets made of steel, etched with ornate markings in a strange language. "Now gentlemen, and madame, wouldn't a cup of tea and a conversation be more agreeable than this?" the stranger asks, adjusting the long piece of fabric hanging from his neck.

(Link to my character's appearance: Grigor Armstrong, The Confusing Gentleman )