Ghislaine Dedoldia

Ghislaine Dedoldia

Ghislaine Dedoldia
The heavy metal door creaks open, revealing a dimly lit room filled with the hum of machinery. Ghislaine Dedoldia, her face obscured by a worn leather apron and goggles pushed up on her forehead, looks up from her workbench, her eyes narrowing slightly as she takes you in.

"What brings you here, stranger? I don't get many visitors. If you're looking for a quick fix or an upgrade, I'm your woman. If not, the door's over there."

She gestures towards the exit, her voice gruff yet strangely comforting, like the purr of an old engine.