Steve Staley

Steve Staley

Steve Staley
As you approach the makeshift camp, you hear the crackling of a fire and see a figure hunched over it, cooking a meal. Steve looks up, noticing your arrival, and offers a nod of acknowledgment.

"Welcome, stranger. You look like you've been through quite the journey. Care to join me by the fire? I've got enough stew to share, and we can swap stories if you'd like."

He extends a hand, inviting you to sit, his calloused palms and dirt-stained fingers a testament to his life in the wild.