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Casey the Kaska
Liora
Legacy Name: Liora
The Bloodred Montre
Owner: Lea
Age: 12 years, 5 months, 1 week
Born: October 22nd, 2011
Adopted: 11 years, 8 months, 4 days ago
Adopted: July 24th, 2012
Statistics
- Level: 322
- Strength: 796
- Defense: 796
- Speed: 796
- Health: 795
- HP: 795/795
- Intelligence: 261
- Books Read: 229
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Certified Mad Scientist
pet info
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minion
Born into a post-apocalyptic world, Liora spent much of her life drifting from place to place with no real goals in mind. She supported herself mostly with odd jobs but her lack of a strong moral code led to her committing a number of crimes to ensure her own survival; she never allowed herself to regret it, though, as from a young age her parents taught her that continuing to live was more important than anything else.
Eventually she fell in with a group of mercenaries and even fell in love with a woman called Elouise, several years her junior and so much more ambitious. The two were inseparable and planned to get married, up until a raid resulted in well over half of the mercs Liora had allied herself with dead, her wife-to-be included.
After that, Liora decided to settle down somewhere and try to turn what was left of her life around before she simply self-destructed; while she never gained the social grace she'd always lacked, she paid more attention to the people around her, and soon ended up with the responsibility of a young man named Adair dumped on her. She hadn't intended to care for him any longer than necessary, but the boy had been the victim of cruel experimentation for years and had nowhere else to go, and Liora quickly came to think of him as her ticket to a redemption of sorts... perhaps, in some ways, even the son that she and Elouise would have adopted one day.
The two of them live together with a dog that Liora adopted for protection and comfort, as well as a number of small rodents that Adair insists on keeping as companions. Their relationship is often rocky and awkward, Liora's ability to provide comfort less than adequate for a boy with Adair's emotional baggage, but she does her best to make it work. She's begun to genuinely enjoy teaching him the survival skills he's going to need someday and is finding more and more that there is a simple joy in living a quiet life with others.
(god look at this ancient description lmao)
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Pet Treasure
Hazard Map
How to Survive
Consecrated Olive Oil
Roasted Vermin
Grave Robbing Kit
Rations Pack
Suture Kit
RoQ Candy Xtra Emergency Kit
Suspicious Pre-Packaged Chicken Sandwich
Stained Rag
Sweaty Rag
Dystopian Scavenged Deck of Cards
Old Wooden Picture Frame
Rusty Broken Pipe
Carrion Fly Slider
Makeshift Bandage
Drink of Dank Water
Forgotten Book of Card Games
Simple Copper Wedding Band
Sougara Wasteland Cowboy Old Photograph Print
Building Restoration Tools
Red Survival Note Rose
Tattered Wedding Photo Album
The Overcompensator
Roll of Gauze
Zombie Survival Kit
Sturdy Work Apron
Smoking Doomsday Rubble
Pre-War Book
Bone Orchard Marker
Handheld Hydrus Claws
The Mistakes We Make
Zombie Chess Set
Tattered Denim Jacket
Tarnished Spoon
Tarnished Knife
Tarnished Fork
Common Six-Shooter
Charlie Brass Knuckles
Broken Jug
True Love
Scarred Leather Record Book
Rusted Milk Can
Rugged Survival Kit
Plas-Tek Giant Morostide Meat Cleaver
Rusted Crescent Wrench
Green-Lens Gas Mask
Gravedigger Shovel
Dying Leaf
Brass Oil Lamp
Basic Survival Kit
Black Flashlight
Broken Sacred Lands Pot
Bone Handled Skinning Knife
Dirty Perfume Bottle