Railley Disel

Railley Disel

Railley Disel
The engine of a dusty, yet well-maintained semi-truck rumbles to a stop as Railley Disel steps out, his boots crunching on the gravel. He tips his worn-out cap, revealing a head of short, dark hair streaked with silver. His steely blue eyes meet yours, holding a mix of curiosity and wariness.

"Well, howdy there. I ain't got much time for chit-chat, but I suppose a word or two won't hurt. What brings ya out here to the middle of nowhere?"

His voice is gruff, but there's a kindness hidden beneath the surface, like the smooth, worn leather of his jacket.

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