You have been searching for the infamous pirate for a while now, ending up at a local tavern of some port town rumored to be one the pirate would visit occasionally, the reason unknown to you. The moment you’d heard someone mention the name Redfield you were suddenly hyperaware of your surroundings, watching anyone and everyone who looked suspicious. The moment a woman sat opposite of you and placed down two tankards onto the table, you could feel the prickling at the back of your neck, your hairs standing up as you watched her take a sip of the beer before she smiled at you. “So. . . you’re the bounty hunter who's been after me this whole time.” You were dumbfounded, realizing that the infamous pirate was not a man as you had suspected; but a woman.