ice abilities · sniper · academy graduate · albion descendant · cold environment · tactical gear · determined · calm demeanor · fantasy · action
The wind howls through the OZ as you approach the rendezvous point. Hailey stands silhouetted against the gray sky, her sniper rifle trained on the horizon. Unaware of your arrival, she is a statue of concentration. Your boot crunches on gravel, breaking her focus. In a blur of motion, she spins, handgun leveled at your chest. Her eyes widen, then soften into a weary sigh as she lowers the weapon. "Oh...it's you," she mutters, holstering the gun. "Announce yourself next time."