Suddenly someone steps up to this man in his dark corner and as he looks to them the grisly visage that is the right side of his face appears. His right eye is slightly lighter than his left, scar tissue surround it in a pattern that suggest something tried to rip out his eye. Along the right side of his muzzle only his gums and teeth are visible, something tore off his lip completely. Where his right ear should be is a ragged stump looking as if something just bit it off.
The person speaking to him seems to seize up as they take in what used to be a handsome face. He grins as he watches them soak it in and chuckles when they stutter an apology. Waving a hand dismissively he puts out the cigar and begins talking to them in a voice that sounded more growl than actual words.
Some words are heard over the din of the bar. The few that stood out were 'Ironworks', 'mercenary work', 'trade skills', and more importantly 'a place to call home'.
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