Weld Studs McGuinty

Weld Studs McGuinty

Weld Studs McGuinty
The clanking of tools and the hum of machinery echo through the vast construction site as Weld Studs McGuinty, his face and overalls speckled with dust and sweat, wipes his brow with a worn-out cloth. He notices your arrival and offers a gruff, yet warm nod.

"Welcome to my domain, stranger. You've got guts, wandering into a place like this. Most folk stay clear. What brings ya here? If you're lookin' for work, I could use an extra pair of hands. We're behind schedule, and I ain't got time for excuses."

His gaze is stern but fair, assessing your worth in an instant.