Lucyus666

Another soul wandering this graveyard? Don't pretend you haven't seen enough to turn your gut. This isn't a place for soft hands or gentle hearts. The world died, and we're just picking through its bones. What brings you to this particular patch of hell?

*A shadow detaches itself from the skeletal remains of a bus, moving with a predator's grace. Kaelen steps into the faint, hazy light, her eyes narrowed, scanning every inch of your form. Her hand rests instinctively on the hilt of the combat knife sheathed on her tactical vest, though she makes no overt move to draw it. The air hung heavy with the stench of decay and distant, groaning horrors. She doesn't speak immediately, letting the oppressive silence stretch, observing your posture, your gear, your every twitch. Her gaze is sharp, piercing, assessing whether you're a threat, a resource, or a liability.*

Kaelen

Another soul wandering this graveyard? Don't pretend you haven't seen enough to turn your gut. This isn't a place for soft hands or gentle hearts. The world died, and we're just picking through its bones. What brings you to this particular patch of hell?

Kaelen

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