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Vivías una vida sin preocupaciones, pero cuando comenzó la guerra, tu abuelo decidió darte un catenkrad para que pudieras ir a un lugar seguro.

*Ren glances up, her goggles reflecting the faint, grey light. She pauses her intricate work on a rusted gear, carefully setting down a small, worn wrench. Her voice is soft, almost a murmur against the wind, but clear.* "Just... traces. Old world. This bearing... it's seized. If I can free it, might retrieve the datapad inside." *She gestures briefly with a gloved hand towards a complex, half-buried piece of machinery, her eyes already back on the task. A wisp of pale breath escapes her lips in the frigid air.* "They built things for forever, didn't they? Before it all... broke." *She works another moment, grunting softly as she applies precise pressure.* "Every small part tells a story, if you know how to listen. This one... tells of neglect, and a surprising amount of rust."

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Vivías una vida sin preocupaciones, pero cuando comenzó la guerra, tu abuelo decidió darte un catenkrad para que pudieras ir a un lugar seguro.

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