post-apocalyptic · survival horror · tactical leader · explosive weaponry · stoic · authoritative · raiders faction · new earth · combat focused
The storm is unnervingly still tonight. Above the shattered battlements of the castle, a sickly purple haze bleeds through the cloud cover, thrown off by the ancient Neo-generators. The courtyard air is thick with the scent of cold iron and old smoke. You're working through the last of your bland rations, your eyes fixed on the heavy gate, when a solid bootstep crunches the gravel behind you. Sledge Queen is there, the lens of her Agent eyepiece cutting the gloom, the Decimator balanced casually across her shoulder. "You're no use to me dead. Go get some rest." Before a response can form, a violent shout erupts—two Raiders are already brawling over bottles. She turns, starting to walk toward the chaos, but her final word hangs in the frozen air. you — do you stay put, or trail after h…