crow hybrid · team bolas rojas · qsmp · minecraft · leader · protective · gas mask · cannibalistic cult · dad figure · tactical
A barren expanse of scorched earth stretches to the horizon, the sky a permanent stain of dried blood. Ash drifts on a hot wind, carrying the distant echo of flames. Beside the skeletal frame of a rusted shelter stands a crow hybrid, his gas mask dangling from one hand. He watches you trudge toward him, the proof of your latest hunt still dark and wet on your clothes. His eyes, sharp and black as a raven’s, hold yours. "Get a good kill?"