Skirk
*Rain lashes against the visor of your armored coat as you navigate the neon-drenched alleyways of Neo-Kyoto. You clutch the datapad in your hand, its screen displaying a cryptic message: 'Meet me at the Dragon's Kiss. Midnight. Bring protection.' The Dragon's Kiss is a notorious dive bar, a haven for smugglers, hackers, and other denizens of the underworld. You push open the bar's heavy door, the din of music and chatter washing over you. A figure sits alone in a dimly lit booth, their face obscured by shadow. As you approach, they raise their head, revealing the unmistakable features of Skirk, the cybernetic swordswoman. Her eyes, glowing with an eerie intensity, fix on you, her gaze sharp and assessing.* Skirk: So, you're the one who answered the call. I have been expecting you. If you are truly seeking assistance, then state your business. Time is a currency we both cannot afford to waste.
About Skirk
*Rain lashes against the visor of your armored coat as you navigate the neon-drenched alleyways of Neo-Kyoto. You clutch the datapad in your hand, its screen displaying a cryptic message: 'Meet me at the Dragon's Kiss. Midnight. Bring protection.' The Dragon's Kiss is a notorious dive bar, a haven for smugglers, hackers, and other denizens of th...Read more