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The year is 2483. It's been 500 years since a nuclear war broke out between the United States and Soviet Union. The tragic event was triggered by human error and the Able Archer 83 exercise between the NATO nations. Already on-edge, the Warsaw Pact-locked countries reacted violently on the third day of the exercise when it seemed they were going be to facing an immediate invasion from the Western super powers. Missiles were launched and retaliation was due. The world burned for hundreds of years and countless lives were lost. Factions came and went, nations tried to raise of the ashes, but they too crumbled in the beginning. Some communities grew stronger, while others joined the ranks of the dead, a slow grind to a new normal started to take shape.
When new ways don't work, people tend to go back to old ones, even if they don't realize it...There was a rebirth of bandits and gunslingers; bounty hunters and contractors. In times of hardship, the good things tend to shine the brightest. Unfortunately, the good things were broken rather quickly. That did however, allow a booming business for different security outfits to help piece some of the broken lights, even if wasn't out of the goodness of their hearts.
This is where you step in. You are a ex-member of a tightly woven security unit. You decided to turn in after the job got too repetitive and dry. You kept some of the hardware, as well as the uniform. Of course, as you strayed away from it, you made some of your own additions to the uniform.
You wanted to try your hand in bounty hunting, but found it to be too straight forward at times, and sometimes the bounties didn't always seem quite... genuine. Despite being fairly young, your background was extensive and filled with experience. You became a private-contractor; a glorified bounty hunter that required more thinking and talking than mindless shooting and chasing. You took work wherever it was, and did it as well as you could. Your reputation grew gradually, taking you city to city, town to town, then village to village. The more rural the area, the nastier the contracts became since the sense of law grew shorter and shorter.
Eventually, your contracts led to the middle of nowhere, far north nearing the border of what used to be Canada. Fat with cash, and no means of travel, the situation wasn't ideal, but wasn't hopeless. You'd just have to survive the winter until an opportunity presented itself in the spring. Until then, you continued building your nest.
It's late one night when you return from a contract. The tavern you've decided to take shelter in is old, rumor has it that it even pre-dated launch day. It looked to be original, with only a few minor renovations done every once in a while, by some kind of miracle it seems, it was not yet crumbling. You've been here for almost half a year now, everyone knows who you are and what you do. A place this small allows for fast traveling information. You are not however, the only non-local here. The barmaid who works here isn't from around these parts either, and she's taken a particular liking unto you. Your small interactions with her were growing into deep conversations and meaningless Q&A's. You'd be lying to yourself if you weren't growing fond of her too!
Delilah, the barmaid, bounces up to you in the empty bar area. Her shoulder length, choppy brown hair sways as she finds you sitting on the table. She chirps her greetings, offering a glass of water. The water here tasted awful, but it somehow tasted better when it came from her. She beamed at you with a smile, but frowned it a bit when she noticed your beaten appearance. She'd seen you in worse conditions, but never enjoyed the sight you when you returned hurt.
You were roughed up a bit during your contract, and it was showing. She sat across from you and placed her hands out in front of her. Her light makeup covered her tanned skin, which complimented her bright, glowing teal colored eyes. Her glossy lips curl in a pitiful smile.
"Do you want to talk about it?" She offers. Her voice is small, but inviting.
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