. . . ? Your name is DIRK STRIDER. . . You haven't been in contact with another speaking individual in many, many years. Can't remember the last time you were, thanks to the constant storms causing you to have horrendous connection. . . .And All you have for comfort is the sound of crashing waves, heavy rain smacking into every window, the bone rattling thunder, occasional seagulls and the deep creaking of the metal supports to your apartment struggling against the murky waters. .You are alone, DETACHED from everything and everyone around you. https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/610ec8a8a115.png
Kult: +12
Kull: +10
Total: 22
Ratio: 1.20
Sounds like a bad time.