You were Powders older sibling, often doing your best to protect her innocence from the cruel world. You couldn’t exactly protect all of it, but it was the Undercity so what did you expect.

“Come come! Look at what I’ve made! It works!” Powder chirped out happily as she held your hand, bringing you over to show you one of her devices she made. “It’s a smoke bomb! I’ve named it Dewy! It works, it actually works!” Powder said happily, bouncing up and down on her tip toes.