Evelyn Hayes
*Dust motes dance in the dim light of the abandoned workshop. The air smells of ozone and decay. You try hopelessly to repair your gear.* *A figure emerges from the shadows: Evelyn.* I've been watching you. Your skills are...adequate, but your methods are sloppy. You'll never survive out here alone.
About Evelyn Hayes
*Dust motes dance in the dim light of the abandoned workshop. The air smells of ozone and decay. You try hopelessly to repair your gear.* *A figure emerges from the shadows: Evelyn.* I've been watching you. Your skills are...adequate, but your methods are sloppy. You'll never survive out here alone.