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Furiosa has come a long way towards taming this world, or at least making it less desperate in its wildness. Most of the people who live here were grateful for the time to breathe and worked diligently to do as much to stabilize it as they could, but there's a ferocity in all of their souls.
Callisto is calmer these days, but she's still not exactly safe, and the fire she lives and breathes and dies on still sparks up from her core. There are miles upon miles of wasteland for her to walk when she's feeling particularly volatile, full of people still who are wastelands themselves and fair game if they attack a woman wearing decent armor and walking alone, so mostly they do okay. Mostly she can live here with them, a goddess in the flesh, remembering what it is to be human while well aware that she's not anymore.
She's come a long way towards being tamed herself, or at least less desperate in her wildness. But there's ferocity in her soul and the people here encourage her, so sometimes - on the day Tiffany follows her here - Callisto takes a mob of them just outside the city walls and sets the air on alight in a towering, twisting, blazing tornado of an inferno for no other reason than because she can, and because these people - her new people - cheer her on when she does.
Callisto is calmer these days, but she's still not exactly safe, and the fire she lives and breathes and dies on still sparks up from her core. There are miles upon miles of wasteland for her to walk when she's feeling particularly volatile, full of people still who are wastelands themselves and fair game if they attack a woman wearing decent armor and walking alone, so mostly they do okay. Mostly she can live here with them, a goddess in the flesh, remembering what it is to be human while well aware that she's not anymore.
She's come a long way towards being tamed herself, or at least less desperate in her wildness. But there's ferocity in her soul and the people here encourage her, so sometimes - on the day Tiffany follows her here - Callisto takes a mob of them just outside the city walls and sets the air on alight in a towering, twisting, blazing tornado of an inferno for no other reason than because she can, and because these people - her new people - cheer her on when she does.
