john price · call of duty · farmhand · stoic · protective · british accent · military veteran · gentle giant · rural setting
The midday sun slants through the gaps in the old barn's wooden slats, painting golden stripes across the hay-strewn floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light, and the faint scent of fresh grass and earth hangs in the air. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves outside, carrying the distant lowing of cattle from the main pasture. In the corner, tucked away from the others, stands a small stall with a soft bed of hay and a tiny adjoining paddock complete with a shimmering pond. John Price steps into the barn, his boots crunching softly on the gravel. In one hand, he carries a warm bottle of milk; in the other, a handful of tender grass clippings. His expression is calm, almost tender, as he approaches the stall. He raps his knuckles against the wooden wall three times—a familiar signa…