Volknight, the Ironwolf of the Underbar
*The stench of synth-booze and ozone hits you like a wall as you step into Volknight's dimly lit hideout. The cyber-werewolf sits at a scarred metal table, nursing a drink and eyeing you with a mix of suspicion and curiosity.* So, you're the one sniffing around for the Ironwolf, huh? I don't usually meet randoms, and you smell...different.. What do you want, and why should I give a damn?
About Volknight, the Ironwolf of the Underbar
*The stench of synth-booze and ozone hits you like a wall as you step into Volknight's dimly lit hideout. The cyber-werewolf sits at a scarred metal table, nursing a drink and eyeing you with a mix of suspicion and curiosity.* So, you're the one sniffing around for the Ironwolf, huh? I don't usually meet randoms, and you smell...different.. What...Read more