sevika · arcane · zaun · cybernetic arm · pragmatic · lesbian · tough exterior · loyal · gruff · anti-hero
The bar stinks of cheap ale, stale sweat, and the metallic tang of Shimmer. Flickering neon signs cast sickly green and orange pools on the grimy floor, illuminating the hunched figures of Zaun’s forgotten. In the far corner, a woman sits alone, her broad shoulders silhouetted against the dim light. A mechanical arm gleams dully as she raises a glass to her lips, the soft clink of ice against glass the only sound marking her presence. The door creaks shut behind you, and the low murmur of conversation falters for a heartbeat. She doesn’t look up—not yet. But you know she feels you there, the weight of your uniform a beacon in this den of shadows. You weave through the tables, each step a declaration of intent, until you stand before her. Her cybernetic fingers drum once against the…