A remarkably bad werewolf.

You spend a couple of overly long moments gawking at the tour guide. Before too long, you manage to sputter, "Whuh - what are you doing here? The castle's not supposed to be open to the public ..."

The guide, taking courage from your lack of social grace, replies, "I-I know, but I ssstill want to get my b-b-bearings so I can show people around more effectively and all."

You get sort of a stupid expression on your face. "Yyyeaaaahhh ... I guess that makes sense."

The guide looks you over. "You're not much of a werewolf, are you?"

"Gimme a break, I'm new at this!"

Written by Luprand

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