User:CyAdora

CyAdora

After a difficult childhood growing up in Malton, I had left to find a better life for myself. A few years of cooking school in France changed by outlook on life. Meeting on of the Chaffee family sons in Paris, I returned to Malton engaged and happy. Feeling the best revenge is living well, on the way to introduce him to my parents, the outbreak started. He was lost to me almost immediately and with him my happiness. I never made it to my parents house and have not had any reason to go back since. Armed with my cooking knives, I did the best I could. I've met some kind people who have helped me survive. Never being one for status quo, I went looking, for what I was unsure. Hanging out in Havercroft, I had some friends and felt I was doing my part to help. Keeping from feeling bad for myself, I would help others, healing whenever possible and keeping zeds out of our way. That is when I met the Crimson Clan. Now I am challenged everyday and never feel bad for myself anymore. In my time in the clan I have learned a lot and once again feel desire. My life will never be the same again. I feel hope again.

As one I walked, With two I ran, As part of the Clan there are no known limits to our potential.