He was created by me, the would be Tailor, and is everything I wish I was. I was marooned in New Jersey with some strange bedfellows for company after my life went all to pieces.
This is our story, the story of me trying to be him, the story of him trying to teach me. About the Society for Creative Anachronism, about sewing, about getting away with murder, and about life. And love if he plays his cards right.
We'll see. It's all I can do to keep a lid on him.
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