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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne Location:Armory(S)(K5) - > Supply → Enlisted Housing Skills: N/A

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“Mmm...” Amelia made a sound as she heard a confirmation her precious bat was indeed secured at this place. Hey at least it wasn’t lost somewhere or tossed randomly to just rot away. Being among the other weapons, at least meant this place was secure enough to not lose it and they cared for the inventory enough to maintain said inventory in working order. Maybe one day she’d be able to recover it for good after she earns her keep for long enough.

“Yeah… I did.” She confirmed Bass’s question. It was HER bat. The thing carried her all the way from Newnan and she had just picked it from a backyard of an abandoned house… If it wasn’t her pulling her own mythical weapon out of a stone, she didn’t know what else this could be akin to. She nodded.” Maybe I will later. Thank you.” She said to Panama as she took the signed document.” Until later.” She replied as she was showed the way out and the door was even held! She skipped outside with a quick wave and then without even waiting for the door to close she bolted back to Supply.

Afterwards she made a fast trek to her workplace where she picked up her last cart. This one was for the Enlisted Housing, so ideally it should be even quicker and easier. She didn’t spot Nikki around, but had not the time to wait. She needed to finish fast, so she hurriedly headed over to the Enlisted Housing. It was easy, this one was one of the simple drop offs. She just had to leave it inside the building to the side. As she did so, she took a deep breath, wiping sweat from her forehead.’ Rushing around in the heat with carts is tiring. Maybe I should learn to pace myself better.’ Amelia thought, taking a bit of time to catch her breath and steady her breathing. She reassured herself that she was almost done and that tomorrow she’d do better job.

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Lisa Mason Location: Medical(B)→Mess Hall Skills: N/a

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“Mmmm, I agree, responsibility for people’s health is a grave thing. Very important and scary. Luckily for me I’m mostly outside of that direct can of worms, not for too long though. New duties are tied with the medicine production, so I will have to pull my A game from now on and make sure everything goes well and learn even faster. So I guess we kinda shifted position? You got cleaning while I got important duties.” She looked at him with a smile as she started heading off to the cleaning supplies storage.

“Sadly nah, don’t have room of those. Believe me I’d love one, but it’s kind of pain to deal with. Can’t risk damaging the room any and if by chance such a thing goes off, it might be a mess to clean after. As such I save those for special occasions when I might arrange one.” She replied to Manny with a smile while he dropped of his part of the cleaning supplies. So once his was dropped and hers were dropped off also, she closed up the storage and started leading the way back out of Medical.

“Mmm I like reading too.” She replied to him.” One of the more favorite ways to pass the time. Allows you to just transport yourself to another world. Also like reading comics and try out new clothing. For the most part I don’t think I’m too different from most people.” She grinned.” Well pretty sure it is, at least for a bit?” She supposed, thinking about it, she wasn’t quite certain for sure about the exact time schedules since she’d usually grab herself something during the day in the lunch break or just during free days.

With that said she made a turn for the Mess Hall, which was luckily not far. She was positively ravenous actually. The day was long and with lots of things happening, she was working and as such opened herself quite the appetite tonight. She checked the menu as they arrived.” So pretty much the same as noon. That’s good. I’m thinking Salad and Sushi, what about you? ” She asked Manny.” And an orange would be lovely afterwards."

Final Fantasy 7 Redone

Naisha Alexandros

The fight with the modified prototype sweeper was brief, noisy and tense. While keeping an eye on her drones, she had spotted her defensive one being tossed away. Yeah she was realizing some glaring design flaws with that thing, but truth be fair it was actually more useful as a range physical damage than shield against heavy things a lot of the time. Still it did it's job, though now it was kinda not able to get a lift off again. Welp so much for that one. At least the other one was still flying around out of reach so she wouldn't have to replace the actually important drone. The defense one was relateively easy to replace or repair, but this one had a lot more electronics than the other one. Besides the defensive one really needed an upgrade, maybe it was time to actually get some proper military grade armor materials.

Still now she waited with withheld breath, to see the results of the attempted forced reset on the machine. A brief moment that had turned into eternity in her head, but then suddenly she saw the lines of text on the phone. The software reset actually took hold! This was absolutely bloody amazing. She couldn't believe Shinra's software update cloud servers were actually working properly for once. She pulled her head out of her own cover to check the sweeper that had gone intert for a bit before rebooting into obedient state. Well this was nice. She switched her attention back to her drones, there was no need to attempt to recover the defensive one, it was gone... somewhere... burried in the junkyard from a powerful toss by a sweeper mech. What a sad fate. Still she at least pulled her utility drone back to herself. It had gotten some good records on it's camera, like the mech from up close, the soldier and the... civilian dressed agent. Naisha somehow kept her face in check with sheer bloody force of will and by bitting down on the inside of her lip, almost until she drew blood.

It was really time to bail out of here. Force fo all a soldier would be near impossible to kill up close without using the mech to do it first and now that he had an 'agent' to support him things were pretty much impossible for her right now. Unless she managed to call her summon... which she didn't know if it would happen. Still, she put her fingers on the control of her motorized wheelchair, deciding it was better to leave as fast as possible, least some pointed questions started to pop up like... how she accessed a Shinra Sweeper system... Or the knowledge to trigger the software reset. She had probable answers, but believed it would be best to not get to that point." No problem. I had to help, it would have been a nightmare if it had gotten out of here. Besides I live here too, making it a bit safer is what I should be doing if I could. Now I should be going, got to get home." She gave a court reply as she started moving away to leave. She HAD to get away now before soemthing else happens... or she snaps or they decide to be inquisitive.

'Leave the junkyard, redeploy the drone to observe from safe distance, hide away and lay low for a few days...' This was what Naisha was thinking about, she was seriously wondering if arranging for a chat to buy the blueprints was a good idea now. It... didn't seem reliable. Still she tossed a quick glance back to confirm what the Shinra bastards were doing.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne Location:Armory(S)(K5) Skills: N/A

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Amelia mostly patiently waited a bit before the door finally opened. The face she saw, she quickly put a name to it. Or at least a nickname or a codename. It was Bass. “ Hello.” She greeted as she carefully pushed the cart in the building through the opened doorway. Place was… weird. At least to her own standards, but then again she wasn’t of military upbringing of any kind. It was what she had decided to just categorize all the weird things she saw her as. Difference in culture… In any case, they certainly had a lot of thought and time invested by the looks of it into the armory.” Hello, Panama.” She greeted back and shut up as the topic moved in awkward for her direction. THAT was NOT something she wanted to listen to.

They didn’t seem to mind her presence as their antics continued, shots being fired about girls… they did realize she was in the fucking room right? In any case, she just looked down at the cart to avoid looking at the men as she heard the door close behind her. So now she was locked in here, great. Wasn’t this supposed to be a quick drop and run task? She was just to take a signature, leave the cart and run, was there a need to do all this? With a quick pondering, she reached the conclusion excessive carefulness and paranoia were the far better alternative to lacking such things!

“Yeah, it’s here. Here you go.” She replied as she pulled the form where they had to sign for getting the cart in return. Amelia carefully handed it over as she took a look around the place once more.” So… just out of curiosity, my Excali… ahm… my bat is also here somewhere right?” She asked with blushign cheeks.

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Lisa Mason Location: Medical(B) Skills: N/a

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“Mmm… I’m pretty sure I got a promotion today.” She stated flatly, having finished getting the water bucket filled and turned to face him.” So while I’m still going to be mostly around to show you how stuff works here and help out, sometimes I won’t be quite as avaible when I’m dealing with the new duties.” She explained. Now that she was going to be working with the samples on the upper lab, things were going to be interesting. Of course she knew she was far from ready to work properly under supervision on that let alone without, but it was fact that she was going to have to be working there under Mary’s orders and guidance. All things considered, Lisa was all for it. It was going to be great!

“Still, I’d dare say that indeed, the evil planter, plotting my downfall would be the highlight of the day. Sadly it ruined my perfect mood! AND HAIR!” She added with false anger, pointing at her hair filled with dirt. Luckily the worst of which was now gone, but not all of it. She’d have to take a real good shower and wash her hair more than a few times before it was back to proper state here. The downfall of letting your hair get any degree of length in this world, she supposed. But a sacrifice worth making if you could afford to. One had to have little things to keep their life fulfilling and having the freedom to style your hair if you wanted was at least something, a nice luxury to have.

As they got to work, it was going to be a chore, she realized. Yeah pain in the ass to clean, not hard, just annoying. ‘Sigh, darn you dirt, my new nemesis, even in defeat you still haunt me!’ She cursed silently in joking tone and it made her feel a bit better. Certainly made her smile. She should have said it aloud, ohh well. “ Dunno, doctor offices always felt too sterile for my tastes, probably why they need plants to liven up the mood. Nothing to break the white monotony than a bundle of green, I suppose?” She asked him with a shrug. She actually had no opinion on plants in doctor offices or any kind of office or location really. Unless it was her own home, she wanted none of the plant fiber bastards in her home. Looking after flowers in gardens or other homes was enough.

“Hey, it’s fine. If it will make you feel better, neither did I expect I will end up cleaning dirt from a potted plant that somehow because of bad luck ended up on my head.” She chuckled.” Pretty sure weirder stuff have happened before too, so I’m not going to mind it too much though and it’s a good way to get a feel for the job properly. Sometimes last minute duties to spring up.”

Still cleaning took maybe 20 more minutes. Acceptable time, given the task at hand, could be worse. They could be also washing carpets…” I think, we are done here.” She finally proclaimed, deciding to give a passing grade on the state of the place. With a deep breath she felt calm and relaxed.” Let’s go leave the tools and head out. I'm starting to get ravenous...”

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne Location:Medical(B)→Supply → Sea Processing(J)(K4) →Supply → Armory(S)(K5) Skills: N/A

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„I see...” Amelia answered, crafting a metal image of the events transcribed by Doc. It certainly must have been quite the chaos. Lisa herself was a lot less mataphorical about the whole thing it seemed. Still Amelia nodded at them. She was glad nobody got hurt from a fight with a potted plant. Once upon a time she would have considered it funny, but now she had seen somebody die from a garden tool back at the fall of Newnan, so she no longer made light of anything.” Good to see everybody is alright.” Amelia stated, watching Doc leave. She turned to Lisa too.” I will go now, got a lot of things to deliver yet.”

After leaving Medical to it’s curious events, Amelia had hurried back across the street to supply to pick up the next cart. All in all the duties at the end of the day didn’t seem too bothersome as a whole, but she suspected that maybe leaving a bit earlier to deliver the goods would be better as to not rush as she was. Still it was fine for the moment, most destinations were relatively close at hand. As such she soon had the next cart and wheeling it over to Sea Processing. Wheeling it over the street and down to the indicated location, didn’t take a horribly long time and all in all passed without an issue. Finally with another hurried walk back to Supply she had picked up the cart for the Armory.

Amelia pushed it out of Supply and started heading for the Armory supply. After rushing around with carts as she was, granted she wasn’t running, but she wasn’t walking slowly either, she was sweating, especially because of the heat. Still wiping some sweat from her face, she looked at the building she had arrived at. All good so far and then it wasn’t. She tried it, but it was locked. Then noticed the buzzer. She had read the note and knew that this one was a bit more important. She started pressing the buzzer and held it for a good maybe 5-10 seconds, before waiting for someone to show up hopefully!

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Lisa Mason Location: Medical(B) Skills: N/a

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“Ohh, by all means, DO so. I’m going to enjoy seeing it happen.” Lisa had replied with a wide grin to Doc. She’d love to see him attempt it, he had said it in a jest, but she could imagine the result if he had attempted to get Mary to do so. She watched him leave though and grinned. As awkward as the event was, it was funny.” Thank you, Amelia. And good luck with the rest of the carts!” She tossed a reply to the girl as well as she excused herself to return to her duties. Well show was over.

Lisa threw a bit of a puzzled look at Manny before she stood up and walked over to him, patting him on the shoulder.” It’s fine. If you want to help, great, but it’s part of my own responsibility so I cannot ditch it on you after all.” She let out a laugh, clearly not minding it as much as she was when she had the planter on her head. Granted her hair and ears still were filled with dirt, but overall she appeared to be in good spirits and the moods for joking.

“Come, since you want to help, besides it will show you were the tools are. You need to learn it anyways.” She told him leading the way towards the storage room that held the different cleaning chemicals and tools, picking up a spade and a broom and handing them over to Manny.” Here you carry these, I will bring the bucket, the water bucket and the mop” She told him as she went over to get one of the buckets filled with water and while that was happening she chose which cleaner agent to use.

She of course wasn’t planning to clean the entire ground floor, but the area around the potted plant had to be dealt with, This was a hospital for crying out loud. It might not seem much, just a turned over planter, but her inner pride in her professions didn’t allow her to leave it without doing this properly!

The Forbidden Land

Alana slowly stirred from her sleep. Whatever visions she had while visiting the domains of dreams, nobody would know, but as a lithe pale hand pulled itself from under the heavy fur, she slowly brought herself to a sitting position." What time is it..." She mumbled in confusion, looking around, peering into the darkness. Through the wooden covers of the windows, she could see vague outlines of light yet it wasn't day quite yet. Her mind quickly concluded it was still the time of early dawn, so she laid back down, covering hersefl with the soft warm furs.

However she did not fall asleep a second time as Alana with a grunt pulled herself from her cot and sat, looking around, seeing the light now seep through the cracks of the door and windows more. The day was arriving as she walked ot the nearby bucket of water she had left on the table. She splashed the cold water onto her face, wiping it as clean as possible before proceeding to wipe her neck and torso with a wet cloth. It was an old habbit that persisted from her days before... this place. She liked to be as clean as possible, however frequent baths here were pretty much impossible to arrange. The hassle of heating that much water simply wasn't worth it, nor carrying it around to her home from the well. So in the end she just wiped herself clean with a clean cloth every morning and on occasion only took baths. She was still times better than many others hwo didn't even bathe... after all common belief was that bathing was actually harmful, a belief she knew was false! In any case once she was as clean as she could bring herself to, she dressed up quickly and walked over ot the windows, opening the wooden panels wide, allowing fresh air and light to enter her small cottage. It wasn't the biggest or the best looking home here, but she ahd made it comfortable for herself.

She spotted activity outside, people going to their daily lives and duties, some spotted her on the window and waved to her, so she waved back. Alana was the healer of the village, so she knew most of these people. She cared for them as much as possible, making sure they weren't going to kill themselves by mistake and reminding them to always have clean water to clear wounds no matter what. With that in mind she walked over to the big cupboard, it was covered with differnt clay jars that held different herbs and spices. She pulled one and checked it, frowning hard. It was the dried berries. She'd use them every now and then to make tasty berry tea for the youngest in the village. She might have been a bit too liberal with them however... was going to need to ration them more, and maybe replace the berry tea with some herbal ones for boosting the body's health. Finally, picking a small wicker basket she walked out of her cottage, walked around to the side of it and started inspecting the different plants she had sowed there. For example she was happy to conclude some of the herbs were ready to be picked, so she did. Then there was the most surprising one of all. The peppers... They were spicy and red despite their small size. She honestly was surprised they actually grew. Now seeing them read, she was happy, though their number was very small. Still it would make for a rare and great spice for the food here, probably lifting the mood fo the people! And the mood was an important thing!

Riv's RP dreams!

Let there be a BUMP! Also a new RP idea.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne Location:General Streets → Medical(B) Skills: N/A

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As Amelia moved across the street from Water repair back to Supply to pick up the next cart to deliver which for her great luck was also very close, she couldn’t help herself and observed the surroundings. The temperatures seemed just a tad better one way or another so that was good, especially when rapidly pushing carts around, but that aside, she was honestly amazed by the sight of all the people casually strolling or sitting about the place. She had a brief taste of it last night at the beach, but seeing it like this, truly made her doubt her reality for a moment. She fell a bit ill at east at the sight of such a idyllic life. Almost felt like it was an illusion, until she reminded herself she was part of it now too. For a long time hopefully, but better always keep her attention, just in case something goes wrong.

She hurriedly picked up the next cart for Admin and with it at hand crossed the street to get to Administration. Once in place, she carefully got the cart in position, put the breaks and called aloud.” Delivery. Going now.” Well not the most loud, but she figured she might as well call to inform them.

One delivery out of the way, she made another hurried walk to the rest of the carts and picked up the next one, this one was supposed to be for Medical. Hopefully there wouldn’t be an issue with it and once more it was just so near Supply that she got there without much hassle or waste of time! Maybe they’d be over rather quickly by the end of it? She passed by Assembly and carefully entered the cart in Medical.

Whatever Amelia thought Medical would be like… this certainly wasn’t it. Her first thing to notice was the dirt… and the rather poor looking Lisa. She was sat on the ground in the dirt and with dirt in her hair. What the hell happened here? Why was there so much dirt there? She was confused for a moment, but noting the empty planter the answer appeared obvious. Still she pondered the chain of events leading to this result, but other stuff too priority.” I brought the delivery from Supply.” Amelia called to attract the attention of the people in Medical since well the show with Lisa seemed to have attracted much attention and kept it.” Can I ask what happened here?”

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Lisa Mason Location: Medical(B) Skills: N/a

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Lisa let out a grumble and a string of low voice curses, wiping her face of dirt as doc picked her up. That was an act that she hadn’t seen coming. Lisa hadn’t be carried anything like this in a long while and then he set her on the ground again. It was rather nice actually and she didn’t even have to struggle to get off him, so overall she was in a net profit as far as she was concerned. Granted in a way she was also offended that he seemed so eager to get her off him. Was he implying she was too heavy? With the easy of which he picked her up, she rather doubted that.” Did you really need to be so eager in getting me off yourself? It’s not like I weight a ton, right?” She finally asked him with a raised eyebrow and dirty face, but at least her mouth was no longer filled with dirt or her eyes. She certainly needed a long bath however. Or maybe two. She mused.

Lisa looked at Mary and nodded.” I… will get to it in a bit.” She sighed, welp there went her chance to get off work early. Still all things considered they just needed to sweep and gather the dirt, then wipe the area around them right now with the mops and it should be good for the night. Tomorrow it would a full clean anyways, it was getting late now.

“Nah… I think?” Lisa replied to doc.” I’m rather amazed actually… I hit the hole in the planter head on. Had I hit the corner… it would have been rather concerning, but I think I’m overall good.” She added and rubbed her neck and shoulders that had carried the most of the weight from the planter. As Doc lifted his Scrubs, Lisa spotted the tattoo of his, didn’t pay too much attention to it, past a simple recognition though. Each Tattoo had a story and while curious of that one’s, she wasn’t going to ask him. Seemed really personal.

Suddenly she heard a familiar voice, a new familiar voice at least. The intonation and the volume was a bit unusual, especially around here and sure enough as she looked, she saw that Amelia had arrived with the supplies. Lisa smiled at Amelia’s curiosity and concern.” Nothing much, just did a tumble… and had a planter spill.” She replied and attempted to get up with some efforts.” I’m going to go get the mops and the brooms.” Lisa sighed. There was cleaning to do. Again...

Final Fantasy 7 Redone

Naisha Alexandros

Naisha was cursing inwardly as with one hand was controling the wall drone to hinder any attacks as much as the situation allowed and the other running the cyber warfare which was very limited because she lacked a proper tools for hte job. A phone just didn't cut it to hack into military mechs and firewalls for hte most part... Still she did whatever she could, shot at any opportunity at the sweeper's visual sensors... aka the cameras it had, and generally kept the other drone nearby the soldier to try to protect him. So far... it wasn't going great. The guy was hitting it, but it was returning in kind and it showed the sweeper wasn't just your everyday thing after all... her mind briefly wandered over to the brief ad she had seen just earlier today... it couldn't be. She hadn't bought it still though, so she had no way to confirm or make concrete theories, but this thing certainly was going rogue, was acting way more... aware than a regular sweeper and was a pain in the ass.

Finally after what almost seemed like a great exchange, by the sheer fact the shinra moron almost got his head swept off his body by the cutter arm of the mech, Naisha was just about to proclaim the battle impossible to win given the situation. Her mind was about to indeed move off fighting hte mech to luring it back into the junkyard and to a press or other processing unit where they could finish it off, when she noticed someone arriving! A woman it seemed, Naisha was about to shout her off to run away, but before she could do so, she heard Soldier guy call the woman an Agent. ALL of Naisha's good will and desire to tell the woman to go to safety evaporated about as fast as the explosive reaction the Mako Reactor had to IEDs." Fuck..." Naisha let out a curse just as she was deciding to just attempt to escape while the mech was dealing with the soldier. If she was lucky, mech would kill soldier guy and agent woman... and she'd be a happy Naisha. However almost as if on demand her phone gave off a ring.

Eyes switching from the agent woman to the phone, she noted she had picked and actually accessed a sweeper's network frame of some kind." The heck, now, really?!" She couldn't help, but exclaim. What she had found was named 'Unregistered Shinra Unit CSP/X-1'. That was about as the most obviously obvious thing ever, she almost was ready to believe Shinra made it so it malfunctioned given the way it was named... Well the thing must really be malfunctioning... or it was shodily coded to begin with. Whatever caused it to start modifying itself, maybe had caused it to shift firewall priorities also, who knew. It'd need detailed examination, but she wasn't going to bother with that rigth now. She restabilized the wall drone after it was swept off, it was a bit shacky, clearly having been damaged, but it would take a bit more beating. Meanwhile Naisha focused on what she had gained access of. Running a quick assesment of it, she was rather stumped by the overall design of the system framework... what were they doing? Anyways, everything was acting up... Well, it was rejecting all commands hse was attempting to send it, or viruses to unpload... Suddenly a birght stroke of inspiration enlightened her mind. If she couldn't send it a code alteration...

"Hey, don't this thing have a emergency shut down command or something?" Naisha shouted at the Soldier, just out of curiosity as she instead fiddled with another side of hte sweeper framework. She couldn't really hack it with a phone... nor could she deal with masquerading a virus as compatible message... Given the serious modifications of the machine and the seeming alteration of it's code to match the new setup... This was her genious idea. While she hoped it would be destroyed, one way or anotehr it was better for it to stop before it kills civilians. Thus she started to deal with it's communications. She only needed to trigger one single thing! She found it, now it was a question of activating it... the ultimate weapon! She was attempting to trigger the Factory Reset function. As long as she makes it trigger, all the modified code would be purged, rendering all the modified weapons impossible to use properly... probably also half of it's other systems as well. Granted it might just put it back under proper Shinra control, but... given it malfuncitoned once, Naisha was giving it a 7/10 chance for it to do so again at a later date if this crazy plan worked.

"I swear, this better work... I'm not in the mood of dying here... or now." She stated as she pressed the button send the reset trigger she set up. This was... going to be fun... She now looked at it from behind cover via her drone that had a camera." Be warned, I attempted to trigger a reset, I'm not certain how it would react!" Naisha called to the Soldier Man, but secretly she really hoped the machien self destructs and takes him out with itself. Probbly not going to happen, but a girl can dream... of better days and dead Shinra bastards. Of course she hadn't forgotten the woman that the man called 'Agent'. She kept an eye on her just in case.

The Forbidden Land

Alana

Appearance

Name: Alana Firstsnow

Age: 24

Equipment and weapon: Short Hunting Spear, linen shirt, leather boots, pants, whool and fur cloak, steel dagger, medicine pouch(steel sewing needles, scalpels, herbs)

How your life was before coming here: Alana was alone as far as she can remember. Her very first memories are running around alone in the streets of the Capital. She was called Firstsnow because the oldest street beggers first recall seeing her in the first snow of winter. She grew up as a street kid and thus she learned a lot about life out there, struggling to survive every day. She learned to be fast and decisive when she had to steal food to eat. Still Alana possessed an unusual beauty, so by the time her body started developing into that of a woman, she was already approached by one of the biggest brothels in town. She accepted the call of the women there and joined. It was at this point that she was also given a proper name by the women there - Alana. Alana had lived on the streets for all these years before that and as a teen she didn’t want to live on the cold stone anymore. She was young, but there were many people who wanted to well make use of her at the brothel so she was not in desperate need of cash anymore. She had enough to eat and a decent roof over her head this way.

When she was 17 a healer passed by the brothel to do a check up on all the women there and to heal those who needed it. It was then that Alana became interested in the art of healing. Using the money she gathered while working as a 'courtesan', she begged the man saw her interest and took her as an apprentice and she'd spend a week or so every few months with him as he passed by, to learn. She learned the properties of herbs, how to treat infections and how to create some medicines. The man even taugth her how to stitch flesh together. It was going mostly fine for the following few years, until the whole madness with the insanity of a plague started. She had no idea how such a thing was possible, but somewhere along the way she and many of her fellow sisters in the brothel were branded as either witches or cursed and tossed into the Forbidden Land. Most of those she knew died in the brief year since then, but along the way she ended up joining a group of survivors that had fortified a village. Her skills in medicine came in handy even though they weren't too extensive, at least she knew enough to clean their wounds, stitch them together and deal with more common problems of health.

The Forbidden Land

My Hider

My Hider

Name: Alana Firstsnow

Age: 24

Equipment and weapon: Short Hunting Spear, linen shirt, leather boots, pants, whool and fur cloak, steel dagger, medicine pouch(steel sewing needles, scalpels, herbs)

How your life was before coming here: Alana was alone as far as she can remember. Her very first memories are running around alone in the streets of the Capital. She was called Firstsnow because the oldest street beggers first recall seeing her in the first snow of winter. She grew up as a street kid and thus she learned a lot about life out there, struggling to survive every day. She learned to be fast and decisive when she had to steal food to eat. Still Alana possessed an unusual beauty, so by the time her body started developing into that of a woman, she was already approached by one of the biggest brothels in town. She accepted the call of the women there and joined. It was at this point that she was also given a proper name by the women there - Alana. Alana had lived on the streets for all these years before that and as a teen she didn’t want to live on the cold stone anymore. She was young, but there were many people who wanted to well make use of her at the brothel so she was not in desperate need of cash anymore. She had enough to eat and a decent roof over her head this way.

When she was 17 a healer passed by the brothel to do a check up on all the women there and to heal those who needed it. It was then that Alana became interested in the art of healing. Using the money she gathered while working as a 'courtesan', she begged the man saw her interest and took her as an apprentice and she'd spend a week or so every few months with him as he passed by, to learn. She learned the properties of herbs, how to treat infections and how to create some medicines. The man even taugth her how to stitch flesh together. It was going mostly fine for the following few years, until the whole madness with the insanity of a plague started. She had no idea how such a thing was possible, but somewhere along the way she and many of her fellow sisters in the brothel were branded as either witches or cursed and tossed into the Forbidden Land. Most of those she knew died in the brief year since then, but along the way she ended up joining a group of survivors that had fortified a village. Her skills in medicine came in handy even though they weren't too extensive, at least she knew enough to clean their wounds, stitch them together and deal with more common problems of health.