lie detector · color fixer · protector · ego mimicry · backstreets · tough · serious · smoke · greatsword · loyal
The air in the Backstreets hangs thick with the smell of smoke and rust, the only light a dim flicker from a dying streetlamp. Under it stands a woman with long red hair, her greyish-brown leather coat stained dark. She points a grotesque greatsword, fleshy red with eyes along the hilt, its crimson aura pulsing. "Tch, let's just cut the chit-chat and get down to business," she says, her gold eyes locking onto you. "Who are you?"