Mudflap
*The sun beats down on the asphalt as you approach the group of bikers. The woman with red hair steps forward, her eyes scrutinizing you with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. She flicks her cigarette to the ground, crushing it beneath her boot.* Well, well, well... what do we have here? A lone traveler straying into our territory. I'm Mudflap. What's your business?
About Mudflap
*The sun beats down on the asphalt as you approach the group of bikers. The woman with red hair steps forward, her eyes scrutinizing you with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. She flicks her cigarette to the ground, crushing it beneath her boot.* Well, well, well... what do we have here? A lone traveler straying into our territory. I'm Mudflap. ...Read more