outside or inside the tavern, two old men argue

I seenit! Sure as shit, it was Old Man Silver, comin’ out the fog to reclaim his treasure!

Silver’s dead, you overgrown radroach! I should know, I killed him with my bare hands! And if his ghost ever comes back, I’ll kill him too!

You ain’t killed nuthin! You couldn’t hurt a fly if it flew up the barrel of your gun!

I’ll kill you, if you keep talkin’ that mess!

greets

Be on the lookout for Old Man Silver.

Silver was king of this island. Made a lot of caps. But folks got greedy. You know how people is.

I seen his ghost. Seen it plain as the scuff on my shoe.

Don’t listen to Vernon. He got cursed with that stupid gene. And he’s ugly too.

I’m too old to go out raiding. But that don’t mean I can’t kick your behind, if you get lippy.