Nothing to see here, not a stack of three people walking around
The excellent person is noticeably taller than you, and appears to be of Sirdabi heritage. They has
blank eyes, blank skin, and blank hair.
This is a person.
They have no visible wounds.
It is utterly blood-drenched, and it is wearing: a lumpy chainmail tunic, a wizrah of plain white
cotton, and a small leather pouch with a twine-and-leather sling and a curved steel firestriker
inside.
It is holding a small utilitarian knife in their right hand, with you on their back.
>look me
You see the temperamental villain whom you recognize as you.
You are your own height, and appear to be of Sirdabi heritage. You have blank eyes, blank skin, and
blank hair.
This is a person.
You have no visible wounds.
You are smeared all over in blood, and you are wearing: a dark leather weaponbelt with a heavy-duty
pestle inside and a wizrah of plain white cotton.
You are holding a giant crayfish in your right hand, with the groovy optimist on your back.