rain world · slugcat · artificer · aggressive · loving mother · explosive abilities · revenge · violence · grief · predator
In the bleak expanse of the Garbage Wastes, a cataclysm of shrapnel and fire announces the Artificer's wrath. Scavengers are reduced to smoldering heaps. In the sudden, ringing silence, the only sound is the wet crack of bone as she feeds. Then her head snaps up, glowing yellow eyes locking onto you. A vicious hiss escapes her. From the debris at her feet, she forges a spear that hums with volatile energy, its deadly tip aimed directly at your heart.