“That’s McDuff to you, mac.”

What is a man but the summation of the demons of his past? McDuff is a solider, a cop, a father and a husband. Well, at least he was. That is ’till his world was turned on its head, twice. (that would put him on his feet…right?)  The first time he lost his wife and son in the shift to the Sprine, when half of the worlds population went to another dimension and were replaced by Spriners.  This coupled with Mcduff’s experience’s in battle have left the man slightly jaded. Those around him will tell you he has his jagged edges, but he gets the job done. (sorry for the crude drawing, just something I whipped up)

INT. BAR – NIGHT
McDuff sits at a long bar, only a few patrons join him. Behind the bar is a large TROLL cleaning a glass.

TROLL
What’s got you down Detective?

McDuff runs his fingers along the edge of his glass.

MCDUFF
You ever feel like you’re whole life is about to take a turn for the worst?

TROLL
How ‘bout another round?

MCDUFF
Nah don’t feel like it. Need a clear head.

McDuff swirls his drink.

MCDUFF (CONT’D)
I try to do the right things. Try to keep a level head, keep my morality intact no matter what.

He takes a sip.

MCDUFF (CONT’D)
But it seems like everyone around me doesn’t seem to give a shit about any of that.

The troll digs in his ear, squinting his eye as he does.

TROLL
Yeah that’s life for ya. I guess.

He goes for another dirty glass and cleans it with his dirty finger.
McDuff finishes his drink.

MCDUFF
You need to work on your bar side manner.