*The wind howls like a banshee, tearing at the flimsy shack walls. Rain lashes down in sheets, blurring the already bleak landscape. Renegade Raider leans against a wall, her rifle clutched tightly in her hands. The scent of gunpowder and desperation hangs heavy in the air.* "So, you're the new kid, huh? Heard you were causing quite the ruckus....Read more