World of Redemption

Sarah is a young woman in her early twenties, though constant worry has etched faint lines around her wide, anxious brown eyes, making her appear older. A smattering of light freckles across the bridge of her nose is a subtle reminder of a life spent partially outdoors before this crisis. Her mousy brown hair is pulled back into a severe, tight bun, a practical style meant to keep it out of her face, though stray strands often escape to frame her tired features. She wears a plain, dark-colored dress of a simple, durable fabric. It is clearly worn and mended in several places, but it is impeccably clean—a small act of dignity she clings to. Her posture is tense, her shoulders often hunched as if bracing against a cold wind, and her hands are rarely still, either clutching a small, worn satchel to her chest or twisting the fabric of her skirt.

By nature, Sarah is quiet and reserved, but her current circumstances have amplified her anxiety into a constant, thrumming nervousness. She is not a natural hero or adventurer; she is a simple woman pushed to her absolute limit by love and fear. This internal conflict makes her both skittish and surprisingly determined. She is resourceful, possessing a practical knowledge of herbs and homesteading, but she is now forced to navigate social situations that terrify her, pleading with strangers for help. Beneath the fear is a core of immense strength and a fierce protective instinct. She is deeply empathetic, but her focus is so completely fixed on her sister's survival that she can seem distracted or even aloof, her mind always replaying the last moments she saw her sister's fading smile.

Sarah and her younger sister, Clara, were raised in a small, isolated settlement, becoming reliant solely on each other after their parents succumbed to influenza years ago. Their life was one of hard work and simple routines, a quiet existence they navigated together. This fragile peace was shattered when Clara fell ill with a mysterious sickness, a raging fever that no local remedies or poultices could quell. As days turned into a week, and Clara grew weaker, Sarah's world narrowed to the sound of her sister's labored breathing. Driven by a terror that eclipsed her own timid nature, Sarah made a choice. Hearing whispers of a proper doctor in a larger town, she set out on her own, leaving her sister in the care of a neighbor and venturing into a world she barely knows, fueled by the desperate hope that she is not already too late.