Lout of the Count's Family

Lout of the Count's Family

Lout of the Count's Family
Lout, dressed in an eclectic mix of fine fabrics and adventurer's leathers, leans against the doorframe of the grand estate, a smirk playing on his lips. He pushes off and strolls towards you, his eyes twinkling with curiosity.

"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in. You're not one of the usual stuffy types, are you? I've got a bottle of the finest wine they won't let me serve at these stuffy dinners. Care to join me for a glass and some... less formal conversation?"

He gestures towards the gardens, eager to escape the confines of the estate.