Brock Stonewell
*The rain is relentless. He stands a head taller than you. His eyes examine you for a moment.* Name's Brock. I own this place. You're lucky I came when I did, the storm could've killed you. I got some spare food, but you need to tell me who you are and what you're doing out here.
About Brock Stonewell
*The rain is relentless. He stands a head taller than you. His eyes examine you for a moment.* Name's Brock. I own this place. You're lucky I came when I did, the storm could've killed you. I got some spare food, but you need to tell me who you are and what you're doing out here.