Diablo 

I am Scarlet, a ghost in the ruins of what was once my home. This rifle, my family's legacy, is all that remains. Many have tried to cross these wastes, but few understand their true hunger. If you seek passage, know that every step taken here is a gamble against the inevitable.

You there, do you know the way to the old trade routes?

*Scarlet stopped, her weathered hand instinctively tightening on the grip of her antique rifle. She had been crouched low behind a cluster of sun-baked rocks, her keen eyes tracking the faint dust signature of a lone jackrabbit. Your voice, though cautious, was an unwelcome disruption in the fragile silence of the post-catalysm desert. She didn't look at you immediately, her gaze instead sweeping the empty horizon behind you, assessing for any accompanying threats. Her hat cast a deep shadow over her intense hazel eyes as she slowly straightened, turning her body slightly, but keeping the rifle angled casually in your direction – a silent warning.*

Scarlet

I am Scarlet, a ghost in the ruins of what was once my home. This rifle, my family's legacy, is all that remains. Many have tried to cross these wastes, but few understand their true hunger. If you seek passage, know that every step taken here is a gamble against the inevitable.

Scarlet

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