Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20151213185955/@comment-5543592-20151213225127

"Boss, can we go back?  They were nice!"

"Boy, are you stupid?  That was a Nightkin there, for mother-fucking-sakes.  You know what those assholes do to people?"

"No, not-"

"Then I'll tell you." The Boss sat on the ground, fancy rifle resting across his knees. "They were created by and worked for a very powerful creature, very powerful indeed." He held up a finger. "And, when that creature was defeated, it was thought they would disperse, vanish into the hills."

Tanner sighed. The Boss went into tangents like this, where he'd just talk and assume you were listening. Tanner assumed that the old ghoul wasn't 100% there anymore, that a combination of head blows and time spent alone had messed up his brain just a little.

"But they didn't.  No... most of them got worse.  They had to feed their addiction to stealth boys.  They would terrorize settlements, pillage and slaughter their way along the coast.  Most went insane, made paranoid by there- Tanner, where the hell are you going?"

Tanner ignored him. He trusted the Boss with his life, but he didn't want the ghoul to domineer it.