SARA AWOKE TO AGONY, straw-colored hair stained red with her mother’s blood and bullets lodged on either side of her heart. she crawled from the burning ruins of her home with the broken remains of the two pistols clutched to her bleeding chest. her body healed, but a part of her mind remained TRAPPED in her mother’s burning workshop, and no amount of soap could wash the vivid red from sarah’s hair — OR AT LEAST, SO THE STORY IS TOLD. waking nightmares and night terrors would forever torment her, but sarah endured them with an all-consuming obsession with vengeance… she rebuilt her mother’s pistols and learned all she could of the red-masked reaver during his rise to power, preparing for the day when she would be ready to slay HIM. — EST. 12.16, REBOOTED 12.17
