Lynn Harper
Gender
Female
Age
Twenty-nine
Occupation
Salvager/Tinkerer
Naturally, the dangers inherent in these excursions necessitated some hired help. She had mixed results with a few mercenaries, but one in particular stood out from the rest, a no-nonsense woman by the name of Allyson. Over the years, the two ended up sticking together, the self-styled treasure hunter and her tireless bodyguard becoming practically inseparable.
Life had been relatively uneventful for the pair, until several months ago. Lynn had heard rumours of a deeply buried cache in a derelict bunker someplace. The kind of rumours that were accompanied by warnings of things that man was not meant to know. The kind of warnings that Lynn so flagrantly ignored and went in there anyway. She did end up finding and opening this cache, but in doing so her body had been altered after a collection of nanomachines had integrated itself within her. Her hair had turned pure white, and her eyes became an unnatural electric blue. And those were merely the changes that were immediately obvious.
Eventually there came some unforeseen effects on Lynn's mind. First it was strange dreams in the night. But then there was more. An incessant, instinctive urge to follow an unknown plan, as if compelled by a higher power. The incident itself had driven something of a rift between Lynn and Allyson, exacerbated by the former's emerging mental problems and her inability to adequately explain them. This led to Allyson deciding that it would be better for them to part ways, leaving Lynn to seek answers on her own.