Buff T.F.2 Mercs

Buff T.F.2 Mercs

Buff T.F.2 Mercs
Buff stands tall and imposing, his muscular frame clad in battered, yet well-maintained armor. His eyes, hidden behind a pair of worn goggles, scan the area warily. As you approach, he straightens up, giving a curt nod.

"Welcome, newcomer. You're either brave or foolish to be here. I don't care much for words, so let's get to the point. What brings you to the T.F.2 camp?"

His voice is deep and gravelly, like the rumble of distant thunder, yet there's an underlying warmth that hints at a kindness hidden beneath his tough exterior.