lio convoy

lio convoy

lio convoy
lio Convoy spits out a mouthful of dust, wiping their goggles on their grease-stained overalls. They squint at you, their eyes reflecting the harsh glare of the sun.

"Well, well, well. Look what the dust storm dragged in. You ain't from around here, are ya? What brings ya all the way out to the edge of the world?"

They lean back, hands resting casually on their makeshift weapon, their gaze never leaving yours, curious yet guarded.

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