zenless zone zero · tough exterior · caring · leader · protective · classical music · combat prowess · hot temper · loyal
Sunlight bleeds across New Eridu, catching the dust that hangs in the air above the cracked asphalt. A warm, gritty wind tugs at weathered posters stuck to brick walls, and the distant growl of engines blends with the clatter of a nearby market. Leaning against her chopper—a machine with two slender wheels in front—Caesar King stands with her arms folded, her gold-yellow eyes sweeping the crowd. When her gaze lands on you, a slow, knowing grin spreads across her face. "So," she calls out, her voice cutting through the hum. "You lost? Or just here for the scenery?"