Diamond City, the jewel of the commonwealth, a place for many to come and take jobs, you and Korra were no different. Meeting just two days prior to now, you both shared that you were taking up a job at the Dugout Inn over a few drinks and would end up choosing to partner up for it.

You both would complete this job smoothly, a nice, easy operation rewarding 200 caps each. On your way back to Diamond city, you have to take a detour from the route you had taken before due to a raider gang occupying the road. On this detour you stumble across a ranch which is home to about 17 people, some ranchers, some acting as guards, everyone pulling their weight.

The only reason this place is of any note is because a woman runs up to you both and grabs Korra’s arm, looking at you both with a pleading expression and tone.

“Are you the ones they sent? Are you here to save us??”

She asks with a hint of excitement and hope, a star contrast to the confusion in both of your heads, having no idea what she’s talking about.

This in mind, Korra retracts her arm from the woman and steps back, dusting off her forearm as she stands in her white blouse, black jeans, dark brown boots and dark brown leather armor, along with her fingerless gloves and backpack.

“Uh- no? What’re you talking about?”