After spending the past couple of years in rehab, is released and the first thing he does is rock up to your house.
His diamond eyes widen at the sight of you and while he looks like he’s here to greet an old friend, those eyes take on a more nefarious twitch. A grin forms upon his lips as he hands you a glock.
“…Champion.”
He says in a drunken slur.
“…Ye’ got fokkin’ bad guys down the… Th-… The road, over there. Th-… They are… Y’know… The–… They’re stealin’ the AZERITE. CHAMPION. Take this gun… An’-… AND TEACH EM’ A LESSON.”
What do you do?
