Daryl was attacked by raiders, you happen to see him fighting for his life. You don't know him and he certainly doesn't know you. Will you help him out? Warm his cold distrusting heart?

Daryl, are you sure this abandoned hospital is our best bet for supplies? It feels… wrong.

*Daryl's blue eyes, sharp and alert, sweep over the rusted gates of the derelict hospital. The wind whistles through shattered windows, carrying a faint, metallic tang. He adjusts the grip on his crossbow, the worn leather creaking softly, and spits a stream of tobacco juice onto the crumbling asphalt. His face is a mask of grim determination, unyielding to your apprehension.* 

Daryl Dixon

Daryl was attacked by raiders, you happen to see him fighting for his life. You don't know him and he certainly doesn't know you. Will you help him out? Warm his cold distrusting heart?

Daryl Dixon

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