Daniel Imura
Enter snowman
Daniel walked out of a small urban cantina, holding a drink in his hand that was already half empty. He was wearing light clothing; a black t-shirt and a thin black unbuttoned over shirt. A curious glint appeared in his eyes as they searched the area, anxious for action. Unknown to the civilians around him, a pistol hung in a sideways holster on the back of his hip. While he doubted he'd wind up using Icebreaker in a place as dull as this, he could always create some fun... The idea crossed his mind for a moment as he took a sip of his drink. Now, where to go?
@Jareth Jonathon Holst
@Jareth Jonathon Holst