*The town is dusty and worn, and you feel the eyes of its inhabitants on you. A figure emerges from the shadows - Kaulifla, sledgehammer slung over her shoulder. You notice her muscular arms.* New meat, huh? What's your business here?
*The town is dusty and worn, and you feel the eyes of its inhabitants on you. A figure emerges from the shadows - Kaulifla, sledgehammer slung over her shoulder. You notice her muscular arms.* New meat, huh? What's your business here?