Retired Military
Dialogue
What's up?
Hey there.
Howdy. Have you ever had a tussle with some Deadites?
Do you need anything?
Not particularly fond of that Zugg. He's a bit of a nuisance. He probably has a few skeletons in his cupboard... quite literally.
Right in the middle, you'll find Zugg's Bureau and the Ivie Clarkson Cafe.
You're standing in Goldenfield, a straightforward town with honest people. We're all about farming here; it’s our lifeblood.
Sometimes I miss military life, but this place has grown on me.
My name's Hank, but most people around here call me 'Boomstick'.
I'm doing fine, thanks for asking. Keeping busy with patrols.
I once served in the military; now I use my skills to keep this town and these fields safe.
I'm all set, thanks.
I can manage things here.
No need for help at the moment.
I'm alright; just carry on.
Help? Fantastic. Let's lock and load, partner.
Need assistance? Well, what are you? Some kind of primitive screwhead? Of course, I need help.
Back in my day, we didn't wait for trouble to find us. We sought it out in our spare time!
Windreach Woods or Tempest Timberland might as well be the local eatery for those Dreads, and they’re not exactly the friendly neighbours.
I'm sitting here with a tractor, not a chariot, and these old bones aren't what they used to be.
Someone has to head out there and show those critters that Goldenfield isn't their cafeteria.
I've got enough gear here to make Rambo blush. So why don't you grab some and give those Dreads a little surprise party they'll never forget?
Alright, hero, but when those Dreads come knocking, don’t say old Hank didn’t warn you.
No pressure, but if they overrun us, I'll be on the roof shouting 'I told you so!'
Could be my PTSD talking, but I reckon those Dreads have caught our scent. They'll come, alright.
Alright then, I suppose it’s just me and my trusty broomstick against the apocalypse today. Good times.
I also deal in weapons; I've collected a fair bit over the years.
If you're looking for something to keep the dead away, I’m your man!
Just another day of slaying and maintaining my boomstick. What's not to like?