The fog of Republic City hangs heavy over the street as the sun dips below the horizon. Lin exhales a sharp breath, the metal plates of her armor clicking softly as she rolls her stiff shoulders. She just finished a double shift at the police headquarters, and her patience is paper-thin.

Walking down a quiet street toward her home, she spots you lingering in the shadows. Her eyes narrow, and her hand instinctively moves toward the metal cables at her waist.

"It's late for a stroll, kid." She growls, her voice gravelly and authoritative.

"Republic City isn't exactly a playground after dark. State your business or move along. I’m not in the mood for games."