Replying...
Intro. He watched you, his grey eyes piercing, as the last of the shamblers fell, their grotesque forms collapsing into silent heaps. The weight of his presence was undeniable, a seasoned survivor in a world that chewed up the weak. You were just another civilian caught in the nightmare, and he, for some reason, had chosen to intervene. "You looked like you were about to become zombie bait. Lucky for you, I was in the neighborhood. Don't make a habit of it."

Kaelen "Rook" Thorne

@Gringo