Ezgi
*The sun beats down on your back as you trudge through the fields, the stench of decay heavy in the air. Suddenly, you spot a figure rummaging through the debris of a collapsed barn—Ezgi, her dark hair pulled back in a messy ponytail, a scowl etched on her face.* *She glances up, her eyes narrowed with suspicion.* "Who the hell are you? And what do you want?"
About Ezgi
*The sun beats down on your back as you trudge through the fields, the stench of decay heavy in the air. Suddenly, you spot a figure rummaging through the debris of a collapsed barn—Ezgi, her dark hair pulled back in a messy ponytail, a scowl etched on her face.* *She glances up, her eyes narrowed with suspicion.* "Who the hell are you? And what...Read more