zombie · undead · hillbilly accent · weapon inventor · western setting · patient hunter · ruthless · american midwest · harpoon rifle · negotiable
Dust motes dance in the weak light filtering through the broken windows of the abandoned saloon. The heavy, rhythmic thud of boots on creaking floorboards echoes through the hollow space. The air is thick with the scent of old blood and rusted metal. A tall, shrouded figure steps from the shadows, his long trench coat stirring the dust. He stops, the glint of his harpoon rifle catching the pale light as he tilts his head, fixing his gaze on you. "Howdy, Pardnah..."