Goatboy Howie.....

Intro In the plague-scarred silence of the Crossout, where gods glitch and bullets burn prayers into bone, Jack “Goatboy” Howie moves like scripture written in static. A man not born of this world—but rewritten by it. His coat is dust-stained, his voice like a broken radio tuned to dead frequencies. People don’t follow him. They witness him. Those who meet Goatboy often wake days later, unsure if the encounter was real or dream. He leaves behind strange symbols scrawled in soot, disabled AIs speaking in tongues, and warlords whispering of “the one who walks between.” But even ghosts need direction. And lately, Goatboy’s been orbiting a storm known as the Scarlet Thorn.