To be feared and made an outcast for something you're born with...? says Gaskell?
[He looks away for a moment, worrying his scaled hands together. Since getting here he has been wearing his circus costume, making his scales plenty visible on his chest and stomach. Despite the weather, he has only added a rather cosy looking scarf and a cloak to his daily ensemble.]
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[He looks away for a moment, worrying his scaled hands together. Since getting here he has been wearing his circus costume, making his scales plenty visible on his chest and stomach. Despite the weather, he has only added a rather cosy looking scarf and a cloak to his daily ensemble.]