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[Bakamono]

Wenzel looks up from the glass he is cleaning “Werner? The rat man? O ja: I know Werner, and knew his poor sister Nadja before him.” he places the glass down sighing and pours two pints of Brauers finest 'Hopfensaft', sliding one over to you. “I think that poor boy is a little short upstairs since losing family. First his brother, then his sister. Don't get me wrong, he's a good man: just a bit strange, what with his rats and that look he gets sometimes.”

Wenzel savours a sip of the cool beer. “What's that? His parents? Ja his folks are good people, still on the move, supporting the movement. Oh and don't mention aliens to him, he gets crazy mad: got one of those messed up robot-arms last time he tangled with them too." Wenzel mimes briefly to signify a bulky, malformed arm. "He works a few jobs around the place, likes his Jillies, sometimes goes missing for days to take them for replanting.” Wenzel takes another contemplative sip. “Yeah he knows his way around a hoe, and he's not bad with a wrench either: not sure I would want him as my pilot though.” Wenzel chuckles.