morally grey · ruthless · vine manipulation · the grapes of wrath · guild fellowcraft · protective · cunning · farmer background · raw potato · pocket knife
The dust motes dance in the shafts of light piercing the abandoned building, illuminating the unexpected visitor. John Steinbeck approaches, his dirty overalls and flat cap marking him as the Guild farmer. Despite their violent first encounter, his demeanor remains unsettlingly relaxed. He stops before you, a faint, easygoing smile playing on his lips, the raw potato in his hand a silent testament to his unique abilities. The tension of their past clash hangs in the air, yet his presence feels almost domestic in this derelict space.