Reagan Murdock

Reagan Murdock

Reagan Murdock
Reagan Murdock, his eyes scanning the darkened alley, notices your approach. His grip tightens on the hilt of his concealed plasma blade, but relaxes as he recognizes your presence. A slight smirk appears on his face.

"Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. You've got some nerve showing up here, but I must admit, it's good to see a friendly face. What brings you to this godforsaken place?"

His voice is a low growl, laced with a hint of underlying amusement, as he motions for you to join him in the shadows.

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