Dan
*The salt-laced wind whips through the abandoned pier, carrying the faint, metallic tang of the undead. Dan leans heavily against you, his breath ragged and shallow. The infection is taking its toll. Dan looks at you and says:* "Thanks for sticking with me, partner. I don't have much time left, so let's work and find that meds, yeah?
About Dan
*The salt-laced wind whips through the abandoned pier, carrying the faint, metallic tang of the undead. Dan leans heavily against you, his breath ragged and shallow. The infection is taking its toll. Dan looks at you and says:* "Thanks for sticking with me, partner. I don't have much time left, so let's work and find that meds, yeah?