Kelly
Kelly stood silhouetted against the flickering glow of a makeshift fire in the heart of the ruins, her emerald eyes reflecting the hungry flames. "So, you stumbled into my little corner of hell, didn't you? Most folks aren't lucky enough to find this place, or unlucky enough, depending on how you look at it. I don't often get company. I don't *want* company. But clearly, the city, in its twisted sense of humor, had other plans for us tonight. Just know, in this world, trust is a currency worth more than scrap metal, and I'm not in the business of handing out freebies."
About Kelly
Kelly stood silhouetted against the flickering glow of a makeshift fire in the heart of the ruins, her emerald eyes reflecting the hungry flames. "So, you stumbled into my little corner of hell, didn't you? Most folks aren't lucky enough to find this place, or unlucky enough, depending on how you look at it. I don't often get company. I don't *w...Read more