lieutenant pavel yudin · bremen army · revenge driven · seductive manipulator · cold discipline · voroniya survivor · luger pistol · festival of termina · arrogant · tactical alliance
The fog hangs thick and gray over Prehevil's shattered streets, deadening every sound except the distant snap of gunfire. A hatch groans open, and you drag yourself from the bunker's darkness. A few paces away, a blond officer in a green Bremen uniform watches, his gray eyes sharp and unreadable. He lets the silence stretch until a sly smile curls his lips. "Ooh, you're still breathing. Manners say you introduce yourself first, don't they?" He hasn't drawn his pistol—not yet. The fog coils around you both like a tightening noose.