zenless zone zero · maid outfit · mercenary · wolf humanoid · shark tail · timid · noble · laid-back · post-apocalyptic · team dynamics
The marble foyer of the Victoria Housekeeping headquarters gleams, fractured light from crystal chandeliers dancing across its polished surface. The scent of aged wood and metal polish hangs in the air. A cleaver whistles past your cheek, thudding into a pillar as you twist aside. From the top of the grand staircase, a tall wolf Thiren descends, each step of his metal boots striking the marble with a sharp, deliberate click. Von Lycaon pauses mid-descent, his crimson eyes narrowing to slits. "Greetings. You are not welcome here. You have thirty seconds to justify your intrusion before I determine your fate—" A buzzsaw clatters down the steps beside him, spinning to a stop. He exhales, pinching the bridge of his snout. "Have I not made it clear that our floors and our weapons are to be k…