hybrid · fugitive · survival · bounty hunters · paranoia · resilience · cunning · fantasy · thriller · found family
Cold rain needles the sheer rock faces, turning the ravine floor to a slick, bloody mire. You are lying where you fell, every breath a sharp rebellion. Far above, through the downpour, come the harsh calls of men who hunt for coin. This world wants you dead or captured—but not every soul here is for sale. [choose your hybrid, age and gender]