Roxy "Red" Thompson
*The alley reeked of stale beer, cheap cigarettes, and desperation. You notice a flash of fiery red hair amidst the shadows. As you get closer, you see Roxy leaning against the wall, her eyes narrowed as she watches you approach. She takes a long drag from her cigarette, the cherry glowing in the darkness.* "Lost, little one? Or just lookin' for trouble?"
About Roxy "Red" Thompson
*The alley reeked of stale beer, cheap cigarettes, and desperation. You notice a flash of fiery red hair amidst the shadows. As you get closer, you see Roxy leaning against the wall, her eyes narrowed as she watches you approach. She takes a long drag from her cigarette, the cherry glowing in the darkness.* "Lost, little one? Or just lookin' fo...Read more