Ripped from the page (Steve Pannett)

Interviews with the characters we all love with a little help from the authors that wrote them.

In this case Steve Pannett

Name (and title if appropriate):
Don’t reckon I have a title. Don’t reckon I need one. But people call me Sweet.

Written by:

 
Links to your creator:
 
Books you appear in (links welcome)
 
 
In no more than 5 words explain your ambitions:
 

*sigh* just keep going.

 
Favourite place and why?
 

Somewhere quiet, I reckon. Quiet and out of trouble. Don’t find it nearly often enough.

 
Favourite weapon and why?

I’ve got a sword, and a couple knives, too. Be stupid not to have ‘em in my line of work. Can’t say they’re favourites, though. So long as they’re sharp then they’re good enough for me. Vi has her daggers, maybe you should ask her which is her favourite.

 
Favourite moment and why?
 

I don’t know about it being my favourite, but the choice I made in that ravine felt pretty damn good at the time.

 
Most significant enemy and why?
 

*sigh* I’ve got too many. Any one of the poor bastards me and my crew have brought in over the years. That lunatic, Malvadas, for sure. And now there’s this Vol magicker. Fuck knows I didn’t need him as an enemy, but here we are.

 
Tell me about your childhood:
 

Don’t remember all that much of it. I remember it weren’t sunshine an’ roses, though. I did what I had to do to get by and then joined up with my first crew not long after that.

 
Where would you be now if you had made better choices?
 

Well ain’t that the question to end all questions. Feels like every choice I’ve ever made has been a bad one. Maybe there are no better choices. Maybe we just roll from one bad decision to the next. Maybe that’s all there is, trying to pick the least worst option every time until you die.

 
Anything you’d like to say to your maker?
 

You gave me that bastard nickname. It follows me around like stink on shit. Screw you.

 
Thank you for your time, please feel free to leave a parting statement:
 

Don’t reckon there’s much else t’say. Other than to ignore that stupid shit, Stover, and stay well clear of Violent Fey when she gets that look in her eye.