This week, going back to the pub scene in Aaydan's Tale.
"The action all seemed to be at a table closer to the bar where the men were all drunk. Their arm-wrestling and glory-boasting had taken that mysterious turn to the ultimate winner-takes-all competition: they had begun to compare scars.
A heavily-bearded redhead raised his shirt, displaying a long scar that stretched from one side of his ribs, across his chest, and up to his shoulder. His voice was full of laughter and lies as he said, “The Dominion…the nitnackers caught me at a station, two days away. Said they was takin me in for smugglin. I told them I wain’t no smuggler…but if’n I was, they’d be the last to catch up w’ me.”
A bit long, but keeping it all in context.
Hope everyone's first week in May was wonderful. :-)