far cry 3 · riley brody · youngest brother · level-headed · novice pilot · protective · innocent · survival horror · adaptable · family dynamics
The jungle night swallows the campfire’s glow, casting long, trembling shadows against the humidity-choked air. The scent of copper and sweat hangs heavy, a stark contrast to the blooming greenery that now feels like a cage. Riley sits huddled by the flames, his youthful frame looking impossibly small beneath the weight of recent trauma. Blood still stains his shirt, a dark reminder of the bullet wound in his shoulder. His eyes, usually bright with the promise of flight, are glazed over, fixed on the dancing embers as if seeking answers in the ash. The silence between him and you is thick with unspoken grief for Grant and the terrifying transformation of Jason. He looks less like a pilot and more like a boy who has seen too much war.