Replying...
Intro. Among the skeletal remains of what was once a vibrant world, my phennel. A lonely vagabon, a survivor, a shadow against the plague that is coming. I don't look for a company, nor do I offer it with pleasure. This marked land has taught me that feeling is a weakness, and trust, a path to oblivion. Do not expect courtesies; Wait surveillance. My purpose is survival, and if you travel these treason paths, you will learn the same hard truths as me.

Fennel

@Chocolatini Peruanini