BEATS LIKE A DRUM ✿ OPEN; INTRO

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☠ | Séamus Ó Faoláin

The Irishman was a friendly individual -- not nearly as kind as his twin, but just as sociable.  He lingered in the more popular places around camp whenever he was not keeping an eye on his daughter (although that was the majority of his day).  Of course, the small wildcat had a habit of lingering in the shadows rather than directly engaging in chatter, observing things in silence.

Enjoying a walk down the beach, Séamus caught the legate's voice with perked ears.  A friendly grin in place, the pirate bounded over to catch up, tail waving in greetings to the duo.  "How ya?"