Pride is a Weapon

The man would turn to him and speak in the common tongue of Boreas. Ahh… well, Vincenzo had assumed as much. It was unlikely he would find anyone that spoke the tongue of his brothers but Vinny having been an immigrant to multiple places picked up snips here and there and he figured he could try and hold a conversation with this stranger and maybe glean some useful information. "I talk a little English…" He spoke slowly and carefully as if tasting the foreign words rolling around in his tongue. English was a language he was passingly familiar with but not one he spoke often or felt comfortable using. That would have to change if the Fratelli Rossi intended to start anew here. "I say good morning to you, sir. You see interesting things?"

"Speech"