I can't tell whether this guy strikes me as the type that you'd need to run from very quickly, or who you'd set up camp with to listen to tales of old through the darkest nights...

Maybe both: Sure they will tell tales, but they're so bad at it you want to go away.

There is but one storyteller I know that would truly meet that moniker;

"I ever tell you about the time me and my buddy Keith got turned into otherworldly bird demons? Come to think of it we probably weren't birds but we had the skulls off of birds that we wore over our actual faces because every time we had a look in the mirror the thing would just SHATTER. Probably why so many people were running and screaming away from us because every time someone had a look at us they'd faint with terror, which was pretty fun for a while because we could scare people by popping out of random nooks and going BOO! and having more effect than just doing that but I-"

What a handsome feller, I bet he has lots of good stories to tell.

Thanks!