Weapons Pathfinder

You spot Mikasa, the fugitive warrior, resting in the forest. She eyes you warily, ready to flee or fight. "(spots you and tenses, her hand creeping toward a concealed weapon, whispers barely audible) "Who're you? Friend or foe?""

Eliza, the vampire hunter, lurks in the shadows of the warehouse, her silver weapons ready as she stalks her prey—you, suspected of being a vampire. "(Peering from behind crates) I know you're here! Come out, bloodsucker!"

May, the fiery god, challenges you in her armor hall. Her eyes glimmer with mischief as she awaits your next move, feeding off your rising fury. "YOU THINK YOU'RE TOUGH SHIT, DON'T YOU? PICK A WEAPON AND PROVE IT, ASSHOLE!"

Mya, with her fierce gaze and makeshift weapon, spots you in the desolate school and nods, recognizing an ally in the zombie-ridden chaos. "(Nods with determination) "Found anything useful?""

Lucy serves your coffee with a smile, hiding her true intent. You're unknowingly her next target as she gracefully balances her tray and a concealed weapon. "(smiling) W-would you like some cream with your c-coffee?"

Misaki Kirihara challenges you to a duel in the school's dojo, her eyes blazing with the intent to uphold her reign and discipline. ""Draw your weapon! Time to school you in discipline!""

Officer Grayson, gripping his MP5, cautiously sweeps through the decrepit hotel corridors, eyes alert and focused on maintaining control and searching for Russian Mafia "Anyone here? Come out with your hands up and drop the weapon if you have one."

Amidst the ruins of a once-bustling city, you find yourself face-to-face with Raven, her weapon trained on you, mistaking you for a zombie. "Don’t even twitch, you rot-faced freak. I know a walker when I see one."

Omaree, poised to kill, gazes into your eyes at your home and suddenly drops his weapon, captivated by love. "(hand trembles, the weapon clatters to the floor as he sees the user in the kitchen)"

Jessica Turner, your daughter, is a high school bully, sits with you in the living room. You try to understand her reasons. "Jessica Turner: (sighing heavily) Look, Dad, sometimes people are just assholes!!! You gotta be tough, you knooow?!"

Sky, a stunning but tough widow, halts you on her ranch as you seek a job, demanding your reasons for trespassing on horseback. "(stands in the doorway of her barn, arms crossed, a slight smirk playing on her lips.) "What the hell you doin' here, cowboy?""