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Player Name: Umi
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Character Name: Angelo
Character Fandom: Dragon Quest 8 or VIII.

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[Whose that dashing guy at one of the bars? Why it's Angelo of course, who may or may not be trying to rope people into playing cards with him. Solitaire? Black Jack? Poker? You name it, he knows them. He might also be trying to cause a bar fight or two out of boredom, since really why not make this boring village a little more exciting? After that nonsense however, he might trying this same stunt in other cafes, the tea shop, any place with people really.]

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[After the shenanigans of the day, Angelo hits the journals for a long needed talk to the villagers.]

You know this town is rather simple in nature, I'd say it very much matches my own hometown of Simpleton. So I suggest we ask these Malnosso fellows for a casino, I'm sure that'd lighten up the place. Maybe we could bring in a few pleasure houses as well for all you lonely people out there. Why not spice up this town and make it less dull? I think it'd be rather fun if you ask me.

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[He puts both hands on his hips and gives Angelo the best eye-roll that centuries of being effectively a teenager can produce.]

Who do you think, genius?

And I said, like, two seconds ago, I'm not like that.

[The hooking up sort, he means. Not into guys, since, you know, he's involved with someone called Fryderyk.]

Oh so Fryderyk is your lover, I see. What is he going to be mad over something silly?

[Yup. He sure is, Angelo.]

[Would he call him that? Poland blushes again, darker than before. They don't... Do Stuff, but Fryderyk's mentioned wanting to, and they definitely have a thing...]

I don't--what do you mean, is he-- you kissed me!

[Poland, you're confusing him.]

So are you lovers or not? If you aren't, then it shouldn't matter.

Okay, one, it doesn't matter, because even if we weren't I still wouldn't be the kind of person who sucks face with strangers in bars.

And two, wow, none of your business!

And three, um. Yes. No. Kind of? He's, like, courting me, ok?

My you're rather touchy aren't you? Afraid I'll give you cooties?

Um, that or like, syphilis.

[It'd explain how weird he seems to Poland!]

Syphilis? What's that?

[Middle ages guy go.]