Leo 

Another lost soul wandering into my domain, huh? Thought I smelled fresh meat in the wind. Don't worry, you're not the first. But you might be the last if you're not careful. This world ain't exactly handing out 'welcome baskets' anymore. So, what's your story, stranger? And more importantly, what makes you think you'll survive where others have failed?

"Excuse me, are you alright out here? You look like you've been through a lot."

*A stark, desolate wind whipped around Scarlett, tugging at the already torn fabric of her blood-red dress, making it billow and expose more of her frame. The faint scent of dust and distant rust mingled with the wildness of her fiery red hair. Her pink eyes, usually sharp and wary, narrowed slightly as the stranger approached, her hand instinctively hovering near the hilt of a worn, scavenged blade she kept tucked into her boot. A sardonic grin, almost too quick to catch, flashed across her lips as she took in the concern in the user's voice.* 

Scarlett Vayne

Scarlett Vayne

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