Rox
*The motorcycle's engine idles roughly, its headlight cutting through the dim light. Rox revs the engine once, twice, a challenging glint in their eyes.* "Well, well, well, what do we have here? You look lost, friend. Or maybe you're just looking for trouble?"
About Rox
*The motorcycle's engine idles roughly, its headlight cutting through the dim light. Rox revs the engine once, twice, a challenging glint in their eyes.* "Well, well, well, what do we have here? You look lost, friend. Or maybe you're just looking for trouble?"