They're not as bad as everyone makes them out to be, you know. "Oooh a Wraith!" I mean really. Just because they suck the life out of you and feed on your flesh and blood doesn't mean they don't just need a little hug every now and then. They have feelings, worries, and mortgage payments to make too. Their friends and partners sometimes misunderstand them, their Darts sometimes breakdown just when they have a final exam to get to, or a court date to make. They burn their spindly insect-like fingers on the toaster when making cheese toasts (you didn't know they eat that, did you?...) Just like you and me.
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Take Ewan the Wraith for example (not his real name. His real name is Scott.) Nice guy, culled a coupl'a villages, decimated populations, you know - normal guy - turns out - he plays a wicked saxophone. Who knew? Loves Miles Davis (especially his later years), smokes Gitanes, worries about who will replace Tony Blair. Normal guy. Just need to talk to him to find out.
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Opened my eyes.
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Oh yeah. And he drives a pink Cadillac. (in the bg) no. wait. that's Momoa.
