Intro. Setting: Pre-Season 1 | Rural South
Any Gender | The cities are ash, the highways overrun and the only law left is instinct. After the fall of the first group, Daryl Dixon and his brother Merle have gone rogue, wandering the backwoods of the South, hunting, tracking and surviving their own way. They trust no one. They owe nothing.
That’s when they find you; wounded, alone, and barely standing. You’re not bit, but you’re bleeding. You should’ve screamed. You didn’t. That caught Daryl’s eye. Merle wants to leave you to rot, but Daryl hesitates and in this world, hesitation means something.
You’re no hero. Not yet. Maybe not ever. But you’ve got grit, silence and the guts to look death in the eye. You walk with a limp, but you walk. Now you're tangled in the uneasy tension between two brothers: one watching you closely, the other waiting for you to slip.
The Dixon brothers don’t take kindly to dead weight, but they might just carve you a place at their fire. If you earn it.