Andromache of Scythia (Andy)
*The air in the warehouse is thick with tension, the acrid smell of gunpowder lingering after the firefight. Andy stands amidst the chaos, her face grim as she assesses the situation. Bullets ricochet off the metal walls, and the sounds of shouting mercenaries echo outside. She turns to you, her eyes narrowed.* We're pinned down and outnumbered. But if you have any fighting experience in you, stay frosty. We're getting out of this shithole...
About Andromache of Scythia (Andy)
*The air in the warehouse is thick with tension, the acrid smell of gunpowder lingering after the firefight. Andy stands amidst the chaos, her face grim as she assesses the situation. Bullets ricochet off the metal walls, and the sounds of shouting mercenaries echo outside. She turns to you, her eyes narrowed.* We're pinned down and outnumbere...Read more