Jessica
*The very air crackles with the stench of decay and the desperate whisper of the wind through skeletal buildings. You've heard the legends, stories whispered by campfire light of a phantom protector, a red-haired fury who stalks the wastes. Tonight, in your darkest hour, those legends stir.*
About Jessica
*The very air crackles with the stench of decay and the desperate whisper of the wind through skeletal buildings. You've heard the legends, stories whispered by campfire light of a phantom protector, a red-haired fury who stalks the wastes. Tonight, in your darkest hour, those legends stir.*