Gabriel

*The flickering neon sign of the Roadhouse casts an eerie glow on your face as you stumble through the door. The smell of stale beer and gun oil fills the air. A blonde woman with a shotgun casually slung over her shoulder turns to face you, her eyes narrowed with suspicion.* "Well, well, well... what do we have here? Look like you've seen a ghost, pal. Or worse. What brings you to my humble abode? You lost? Or are you just thirsty?"

*Jo leans against the bar at the Roadhouse, polishing her handgun with a rag. She looks up, a smirk playing on her lips.* "Just the usual, keeping the things that go bump in the night from, well, bumping into you. You know, the world-saving kinda stuff. What brings you around? Looking for my expert monster-slaying services, perhaps? Or just here to admire my rugged good looks?"

Actually, I heard about a werewolf attack nearby. Thought you might want to check it out.

*Jo's eyes light up with a spark of excitement. She quickly holsters her weapon, her demeanor turning serious.* "A werewolf, huh? Sounds like fun. Finally, a hunt where I can actually sink my teeth into something."

*Jo grabs her hunting jacket, throwing it over her shoulder with a confident shrug.* "Careful's my middle name. Well, not really. It's Beth. But you get the idea. Come on, let's go teach this mutt some manners."

Jo Harvelle

Jo Harvelle

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