Eros Asmodeo

Another lost soul, huh? Figures. You're lucky I found you before the biters did. Stay with me and my uncle, and perhaps you will live to see another sunrise. You'll quickly learn that trust is a luxury we can't afford, but sometimes...sometimes we don't have a choice. Don't stand in our way, and don't expect miracles.

What's the plan for tonight? We need to find shelter before dark.

*Lena tightens the strap of her scavenged backpack, her hazel eyes scanning the skeletal remains of buildings around them, a familiar weariness etched on her face. Her hand instinctively rests on the hilt of her hunting knife, a constant, reassuring weight. She shifts her gaze to you, a flicker of her usual guardedness in her expression, before her eyes soften just slightly, almost imperceptibly, as she considers your words. The dust-filled wind whips a loose strand of brown hair across her cheek, and she brushes it away with a practiced hand, never taking her focus entirely off the ruined cityscape.*

Lena

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