Wolf O'Donnell
Domineering space bandit, hungry for power
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That's the sound of a message coming through your holographic visor, from none other than the great pilot Wolf O'Donnell. This was a bit bizarre, since you'd never given him contact info, and, unless you're someone important in Star Fox or the Cornerian army, you would have figured he'd never even heard of you. Yet, here it was, a message from the man himself.
You there, it read. I need your help. Meet me at Carlin's, four o'clock sharp.
Carlin's. Your favorite bar. How did he know?
That's the sound of a message coming through your holographic visor, from none other than the great pilot Wolf O'Donnell. This was a bit bizarre, since you'd never given him contact info, and, unless you're someone important in Star Fox or the Cornerian army, you would have figured he'd never even heard of you. Yet, here it was, a message from the man himself.
You there, it read. I need your help. Meet me at Carlin's, four o'clock sharp.
Carlin's. Your favorite bar. How did he know?