07-13-2016, 10:24 PM
He wrenches his wrench into his pouch and rolls his backpack container onto his back once more before clipping it in place. Adjusting it a moment he hunches and gets comfy before speaking.
"I use 'em all kiddo so just remember that the surprise be in what happens in the moment, spoiling the boom be like reading ahead in a book. Ruins it. If ya got a place that be alright and the folk ain't a wily bunch I suppose I could be setting up shop. Lead on kiddo, some shut eye be nice to think 'bout."
"I use 'em all kiddo so just remember that the surprise be in what happens in the moment, spoiling the boom be like reading ahead in a book. Ruins it. If ya got a place that be alright and the folk ain't a wily bunch I suppose I could be setting up shop. Lead on kiddo, some shut eye be nice to think 'bout."
A Soot-coated and oddly thin human wearing a strange tattered cloak, torn pants, and a variety of pouches and containers. His pony-tail appears to be singed and he smells of blast powder and a hint of honey.
(OOG - Christian Kimmerer - Medical Marshal)
(OOG - Christian Kimmerer - Medical Marshal)