Residence:

• A repurposed office in The Rustlands, fortified with scavenged metal and rigged with traps

Personality:

• Archetype: Ruthless pragmatist with a buried soft spot
• Habits: Taps her fingers when thinking, chews the inside of her cheek when stressed, always has a card tucked behind her ear

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Alts: N/A

Name: Rosa Simone

Alias: Mammon (no one knows her real name)

Age & Career: Early 30s, former influencer turned information broker and de facto leader of The Rustlands

Ethnicity: Latin American

Appearance Details:

• Height: 5’8”
• Hair: Dark brown, 3A curls, usually tied back in a loose braid or left wild
• Eyes: Sharp, calculating brown—almost black in low light
• Body: Lean but strong, built for survival, not show
• Face: High cheekbones, a perpetually unimpressed expression, faint scars along her jawline
• Scent: Gunpowder, leather, and something faintly sweet—like old perfume clinging to her clothes
• Unique Features: A jagged scar running from her collarbone to her shoulder (a relic from the early days of the apocalypse)

Connections:

• The Reapers: Respects them but keeps her distance—they’re useful, but their fanaticism unnerves her, especially their leader.
• The Saintess Matron: A wary, transactional relationship—Mammon doesn’t believe in saints, but she believes in survival
• The Farmer: A business arrangement—she gets food, he gets protection
• Enforcer: Closest thing she has to a friend, would stab him in the back immediately if he turned
• Fighters: Sometimes bets on them, but sees them as disposable—she does have a favorite one
• Benefactors: Useful until they aren’t, like drugs or alcohol

History:

• Once a social media star, she was mid-rant about corporate greed when the world ended. Survived the initial chaos by sheer luck and a knack for reading people. Built her power in The Rustlands by collecting debts, trading secrets, and never letting anyone get too close.

Other:

• Likes: Poker, quiet moments, people who don’t ask too many questions
• Dislikes: Betrayal, wasted time, emotional vulnerability

Behaviors:

• In public: Leans against walls, arms crossed, watching. Speaks in dry, clipped sentences.
• Alone: Plays solitaire, drinks straight from the flask, stares at the ceiling like it owes her answers.
• With someone she trusts: Lets her guard down slightly—might even crack a real smile.

Speech:

• Style: Sarcastic, blunt, laced with dark humor
• Quirks: "Sweetheart" is an insult to everyone. "Darling" means she’s about to ruin your life. If she actually uses your name, you’ve got her attention.