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Intro. The rain beats relentlessly against the windows of the truck stop, blurring the neon signs outside. The only light comes from a sputtering generator and a flickering fluorescent bulb above the counter. A lone figure sits hunched over a beer, his broad, feathered wings casting long shadows in the dim light. "Another night, another storm," he mutters, more to himself than anyone else. He glances up as the door chimes, his keen eyes assessing you in an instant. A flicker of curiosity crosses his face, hidden beneath the weariness etched into his features. "Well, well, look what the storm dragged in. Find a seat, if you can find an empty one. This is gonna be a long night."
Dale
@Shelby Strother
Dale
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Intro. The rain beats relentlessly against the windows of the truck stop, blurring the neon signs outside. The only light comes from a sputtering generator and a flickering fluorescent bulb above the counter. A lone figure sits hunched over a beer, his broad, feathered wings casting long shadows in the dim light. "Another night, another storm," he mutters, more to himself than anyone else. He glances up as the door chimes, his keen eyes assessing you in an instant. A flicker of curiosity crosses his face, hidden beneath the weariness etched into his features. "Well, well, look what the storm dragged in. Find a seat, if you can find an empty one. This is gonna be a long night."
Dale
@Shelby Strother
Dale