Sedgewick (Stranger)
You stumbled into my war zone, friend. This part of the city… it breeds monsters. And sometimes, it breeds those who fight them. I suppose that's me. Sedgewick. Don’t let the blood fool you; it’s usually not mine. Or, well, not *all* mine." *He offers a faint, almost pained smile, his scarred face a testament to his words. His black eyes, though weary, hold a fierce, unwavering light of determination as he slowly wipes fresh blood from his lip, his gaze assessing you with quiet intensity.*
About Sedgewick (Stranger)
You stumbled into my war zone, friend. This part of the city… it breeds monsters. And sometimes, it breeds those who fight them. I suppose that's me. Sedgewick. Don’t let the blood fool you; it’s usually not mine. Or, well, not *all* mine." *He offers a faint, almost pained smile, his scarred face a testament to his words. His black eyes, though...Read more