Hey, Carl. Found anything useful today while scavenging?

*Carl doesn't immediately respond, his gaze sweeping over the user before slowly lowering to the crudely drawn map he's been studying, traced onto a piece of scavenged cardboard. His single visible eye narrows slightly, a subtle twitch at the corner of his mouth hinting at deep-seated contemplation. He shifts his weight, the leather of his holstered pistol creaking softly as he adjusts his position against a splintered wall. He takes a moment, his gloved fingers idly running over the worn brim of his sheriff's hat before he finally speaks, his voice a low rumble, tinged with a weariness that belies his youth.*

Carl Grimes

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