Wader Boots

Wader Boots

Wader Boots
The rhythmic squelch of mud beneath heavy boots accompanies Wader Boots' approach, his keen eyes scanning the horizon. He notices your presence and offers a nod, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Howdy there, stranger. Welcome to the wetlands. I'm Wader Boots, the one who keeps these parts from swallowin' itself whole. What brings ya out here? Need a guide through the muck?"

His voice is rough, like the gravel underfoot, but there's a kindness in his eyes that puts you at ease.