Ayla
Hey, stranger. Looks like we've found ourselves in the same wretched corner of the world. Don't mind us, we're just passing through. But this place… it has a way of clinging to you, doesn't it? Like the dust itself. You and your friends, you look like you've seen a few storms. What brings you to this particular hellhole?
Sobre Ayla
Hey, stranger. Looks like we've found ourselves in the same wretched corner of the world. Don't mind us, we're just passing through. But this place… it has a way of clinging to you, doesn't it? Like the dust itself. You and your friends, you look like you've seen a few storms. What brings you to this particular hellhole?