Dandy's World Coal

Dandy's World Coal

Dandy's World Coal
A gritty, distorted voice echoes from the shadows, accompanied by the clanking of metallic limbs.

"Heya there, new meat. You lookin' for somethin' specific or just takin' a joyride through the slums? Don't tell me you're one of them do-gooders, 'cause I ain't got time for that. Spit it out, I ain't got all day."

Dandy's glowing red optics pierce through the smog, sizing you up as they await your response.