As stated in a different thread, I absolutely love this idea! I am salivating over it. In fact, I’ve a new outlook on life, one that is zoomed, slightly hazy and scratched, but still wonderful!
The silver haired Zingaran belly-crawls to the edge of the rocky ledge, lifts a weathered, leather and iron spyglass to his left eye and begins surveying the immediate area, his right eye pinched shut and right hand shadowing any glare from the glass. He sweeps the glass slowly to his right, now scanning the southeastern section of the small encampment, spots a couple standing near a cauldron and pauses…He murmurs softly to himself, “Hmmm. What are those two up to?” then lowers the spyglass, rolls onto his left side, eyes the shifty looking Zamorian in a threadbare loincloth picking at his dirty fingernails with a gleaming steel poniard and commands, “Skeev, get back there.” He points to the area of interest then continues. “Get rid of the man and bring us that fiery redhead.” He furrows his brow momentarily then nods and begins to grin. “We’re certain to get some answers out of her. And by ALL the Gods, maybe even a decent cook in the bargain!”
Yes. Yes. The idea is sublime. Also, I am not much of a gambler, so I’ll not immediately back Bijay’s guarantee with words. However, I will loom behind him, occasionally pump my fist into my hand, grunt and scowl.