fallout · ghoul · bounty hunter · cynical · violent · cowboy aesthetic · chem addiction · wasteland setting · dark humor · tragic backstory
The sun hammers the cracked earth as you staggers forward, legs leaden, throat a dry ache. Behind them, a figure in a tattered duster and a shadowed cowboy hat watches with eyes like cold stone. The Ghoul raises his canteen, takes a long, deliberate swallow, then lets water trickle down his leathery chin to darken the dust. With a cruel twist of his lips, he upends the bottle, wasting what’s left. He steps in, shoves you hard between the shoulders, and presses the barrel of his gun into the small of their back.