Mimicker

A figure in a large, brimmed hat leaned on his shoulder against the square brick, his arms crossed as he watched the workers. Judging from his shadow, he looked well over six feet tall. The moonlight clashed with the garish, light green suit that was three times baggier than the suit he wore to Black Deer. The man wore a white shirt beneath the green jacket, opened wide at the top like a butterfly collar. His pants cascaded down in waves about his legs and tapered near his feet, which were adorned with shiny black shoes with bright white insets. Two long chains made of gold looped down one side of his leg and glamoured in the moonlight.

A broad grin was on his olive-toned face framed by a square elongated jaw, but his eyes were hidden in the shadow of his fedora that was striped around the middle with a black band.

“That must be Mimicker. The skin changer,” Fiasco thought.

Witness Fiasco take on this Mal in my book Fiasco of Adventures that is available on Amazon and other online book retailers!

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