maxismyangel
Junior Member
Name: Emberfoot
Age: 17
Birth name: unknown
Powers: Fire cultivation/ manipulation
Race: Human
Bio: Raised in a bad neighborhood, Emberfoot grew up on thievery and deceitfulness. As she grew older and matured she wished to be a hereo and decided to be a "do-gooder" she ran away and turned on her family of criminals to be a vigilante.
The tower had been turned to rubbish in the war, Me and a few heroes who survived tried to re-build. The place was small, humble if you will, but quiet. The location had been a vice, for the enemy patrolled here often, until one-by-one they picked us off. I am the only one left. Sitting on the dirty floor next to the com, like i did most nights, I was eating scraps and listening to the static, waiting. hoping.
The com started to crackle and I heard a voice. Jumping out of my chair i ran over and turned the volume up, hoping that there was still a chance for us to save this place. The voice was not clear. I could not tell what they were saying, let alone if they were the enemy. I decided to take my chances.
*talking over the emergency route* "The towers been destroyed! we need your help here if we are going to survive! Be quiet and dont lead anyone here."