Angel huh. Your kind finally decided to take me from this hell? Probably not. #ChimeraGauntlet

Don't reckon I recall my name. But most folks just call me Buzzard. Whaddya want? #ChimeraGauntlet

Mmmnnh. Can't say I know 'er, sorry. [The gunman leered over to his tree.] ...I'm going back to sleep. Go away. #ChimeraGauntlet

[Amidst the shadows, the lawman snuck through the portal.] .... #ChimeraGauntlet

Head south.

Haven't seen this many Slackjaws in a good while...strange. These'un ain't like the ones on Lonely St.

[Buzzard rested against the branches of an oak tree, quietly flicking away bits of Undead approaching him.] Hmm....

God danged vampire orangutans! Too many of 'em to whittle on my own....

...Yeti. Sigh. What a bother...

Now what's this little thing doin' on over here...? Lord's Blade Ciaran

Consarnit... This place smells too damn rosy to me. Lord's Blade Ciaran

Where's a fella to get a good nap anyway...

They don't make horses like these no more. Not easy to spook, are ya ol' girl. Heehee, now go on.

Yep. Normal folk don't take too kindly to me. those're...a lot of torches.

Desert country.

Shoot. Where'd this doggone equine take me now.

I ain't seen skin this pale since...well, me. That's smarts.

C'mon, git! Git them bones goin'!

Russia! Hah, you sure know how to pick 'em, ol girl.

[There was someone in this forest. Didn't know who. Buzzard kept his rifle at watch.]