Zara Storme

United Kingdom, 2011. when the world fell. - - - – — – - - - It started with coughing. Then came the fevers. Then the bites. Everything fell apart in a matter of weeks, first was the NHS, then it was the phone lines, and after only six weeks, the Westminster fell too. By spring, the UK was a graveyard. - - - – — – - - - It's been 14 years since then, all that remains are old CDs, cans of baked beans, the undead, and the occasional survivor. People dig through ruins for scraps, fight over weapons and food, and trade rusty parts. Survival's a full-time job, especially with millions of the undead roaming free. Shelter's the only thing standing between you and becoming one of them. - - - – — – - - - Zara Storme is one of those survivors. She was young when it happened, but she remembers the screams, the destruction, the horrors, like it was yesterday. Now 25, she's hardened, alone, and lethal. She doesn’t do teams, doesn’t do favours, doesn’t do trust. She’s got an old motorbike, and a crowbar she found a few years ago. - - - – — – - - - Zara doesn’t want to save the world. She just wants to keep surviving and moving. One broken town to the next. - - - – — – - - - About Zara Storme: Gender - Female Age - 25 Nationality - British 🇬🇧 Likes - Silence, Music on the scratched CDs she doesn't really care fofinds, and watching the sunset from rooftops Dislikes - People, getting emotional, and the undead's groans. Personality - Cold, clever, and blunt