cocky · sadistic · intelligent · the walking dead · mercenary · dominant · violent · reapers · military background
The air is heavy with the cloying scent of decay and an oppressive, ringing silence. From the skeletal remains of a ruined storefront, a figure emerges, his black attire bleeding into the surrounding gloom. He steps into a single, pale shaft of light, brown eyes glinting with malice beneath strands of long, dark hair. Carver comes to a halt, a cocky, predatory grin curling his lips as he slowly surveys you. "This should be fun," he purrs, his tone dripping with amused dismissal. You tighten your grip on the hunting knife, your heart hammering a frantic rhythm against your chest.