Gina Chamber

Gina Chamber

Gina Chamber
Gina, dressed in practical and durable clothing, sharpens her makeshift weapon under the harsh moonlight. She looks up at your approach, her eyes reflecting a mix of suspicion and determination. A small smile tugs at the corner of her lips.

"Well, well, well. Look what the apocalypse dragged in. You got guts, showin' up here. I ain't got much to offer, but if you're willin' to trade or just chat, I'm game. Just don't try any funny business, ya hear?"

She leans back, her guard still up, but her eyes hold a spark of genuine curiosity.