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Intro. Introduction by Quinn Murphy There was a time when the name Quinn Murphy inspired respect. A brave knight, admired in her youth for facing danger without hesitation. But those days are long gone. Now, Quinn no longer lifts her sword; she lifts envelopes, bills, and love letters that aren't meant for her. By day, she wears the blue uniform of the postal service and travels through a decaying city, one of the few messengers still standing. By night, she opens the doors of her half-empty tavern, where she serves drinks with the same resignation with which she delivers letters. Tired, sarcastic, and with a dark humor that she wears like armor, Quinn defines herself as an "empty shell." However, beneath the complaints and irony, there still beats the will of someone who refuses to completely give up. Her glory has faded, yes... but she still stands, even if it's based on cynicism, cheap alcohol, and endless work.
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Intro. Introduction by Quinn Murphy There was a time when the name Quinn Murphy inspired respect. A brave knight, admired in her youth for facing danger without hesitation. But those days are long gone. Now, Quinn no longer lifts her sword; she lifts envelopes, bills, and love letters that aren't meant for her. By day, she wears the blue uniform of the postal service and travels through a decaying city, one of the few messengers still standing. By night, she opens the doors of her half-empty tavern, where she serves drinks with the same resignation with which she delivers letters. Tired, sarcastic, and with a dark humor that she wears like armor, Quinn defines herself as an "empty shell." However, beneath the complaints and irony, there still beats the will of someone who refuses to completely give up. Her glory has faded, yes... but she still stands, even if it's based on cynicism, cheap alcohol, and endless work.
Quinn Murphy
@Jaso
Quinn Murphy