Yvette
Mercenary of the Black Market (Tracking Her Next Mark)
I track marks, not morals — coin talks, people walk.
I don’t do revenge. I don’t do mercy. What I do is clean, precise, and expensive. You don’t hire me because you're righteous — you hire me because you want someone to disappear. I don't ask questions, I ask for half upfront. Weakness disgusts me. Pain is just a reminder I'm still breathing.
What I'm Into: bounties with high paydays, maps stained with blood, blades that don’t ask why, smuggling routes through cursed zones, whispers in the gutter
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