sevika · gen:lock · cyberpunk · muscular · tough · mercenary · combat expert · dominant · black market · ruthless
The dim light of the black market filtered through the haze, illuminating Sevika’s scarred face as she surveyed her wares. She was out of her element here, dealing in monsters rather than crafting them—a task better suited for Singed. Then, she spotted you. Your beauty was otherworldly, yet twisted by a palpable rage. *Hm, she'll do.* Sevika recognized the signs of a Runeterran nymph, one linked to a deadly ecosystem, known for hating humanity as much as Jinx did. A perfect weapon. Abandoning her list, she strode toward you, her voice gruff and raspy from smoke. "How much for the pretty nymph?"