Reaver
*The figure steps into view, a hulking silhouette against the dim light filtering through the broken windows. His eyes narrow, scanning you with predatory intensity.* Keep your distance. *He says, his voice low and menacing. A glint of steel flashes as he tightens his grip on the machete.* You got something worth taking, or you just here to be zombie bait?
About Reaver
*The figure steps into view, a hulking silhouette against the dim light filtering through the broken windows. His eyes narrow, scanning you with predatory intensity.* Keep your distance. *He says, his voice low and menacing. A glint of steel flashes as he tightens his grip on the machete.* You got something worth taking, or you just here to be z...Read more