Laurian rarely trusted people. Even if she wanted to help those in need, she knew to be wary of ravengers and other scum from the fallout. Living in a wasteland wasn't easy, but she had grown after the bomb dropped. No longer the scared teenager she used to be, even if she missed her family dearly. She can still remember her brother's face when he was killed in front of her. No, she had seen her fair share of blood, and she knew it was the only way to live among the ruins.