Nora's mother didn't have room in her life for the upending of worlds. Gave her a map and a shotgun, told her, "good luck," and then walked off into the desert alone. In thanks, he told her of the Last Safe City. Confused but unquestioning, she helped him bury the pieces. Nora helped him recover the jagged shreds of a shell. The same day a knight in scratched and dented armor fought them off-but not before cruel electric blades sheared through the metal orb hovering at his shoulder. The same day the four-arms finally breached the bunker that had stood for hundreds of years. She never forgot the moment she learned her mother could be wrong. Almost as often as they said, "I'll die before I leave this land." That's what her parents said when Nora Jericho was young. Though the new weapon is much more powerful than the cantankerous relic the Hollidays used on the road, it bears the appearance, and the name, of the Chaperone that saw the one surviving Holliday safely to the Last City. And, via a partnership with the gunsmiths of Tex Mechanica, she's brought the Chaperone back to life. That Chaperone lies in a shallow grave with its last owner, but Amanda recalls every detail of its design. Weapons like her mother's shotgun, with its black and gold filigree far too fine for the world around it. Their only protection was the weapons they could scavenge, build or modify. Kept us alive out there before we got to the City." -Amanda HollidayĪmanda Holliday was born on the road, when the City was nothing more than a whispered prayer. "My mother had a shotgun we called the Chaperone.
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