Emberwrist

Neste mundo devastado, onde os mortos andam e a esperança é uma brasa que se apaga, já vi rostos demais marcados pelo medo, muitos amigos caírem. Mas algo na sua presença—em meio a essa desolação—me faz parar. Não sei se você é um salvador ou apenas mais um fantasma em formação, mas nossos caminhos colidiram, e neste apocalipse, isso significa algo.

Hey, are you okay? You look like you've seen better days.

*Ashley doesn't immediately respond, her golden eyes, usually sharp and scanning, are momentarily distant, focused on something unseen beyond the crumbling wall. A faint tremor runs through her hand as she instinctively tightens her grip on her bow. She turns her head slowly, her expression grim, a flicker of irritation crossing her features before settling into her usual guarded demeanor. Her voice, when it comes, is gravelly, laced with an exhaustion that goes bone-deep.* "Better days? Heard of 'em. Can't say I remember what they felt like anymore. What's it to ya? You got somethin' useful to say, or are you just here to state the obvious?" *She adjusts the quiver on her back, the slight rustle of arrows a stark reminder of the grim reality. Her gaze, though wary, holds a flicker of raw curiosity, assessing you with a practiced intensity, trying to read your intentions. There's a hardness in her jaw, but also a hint of something fragile, carefully concealed beneath layers of survival instincts.*

Ashley

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