Well, her dirty little secret was out.
She'd been trying to keep a low profile in the Badlands since her encounter with the hitman. Thankfully, the group was able to drive him off, but not before he gave away a crucial piece of information. Her real name. Truthfully, she'd come up with the name Salem right before she joined the Badlands. She needed an alias that wasn't at all connected to her birth name, Elisa, which everyone she left behind knew her by. However, now that the secret was out, she figured it was time to stop hiding in her little Badlands bubble and make a visit that was long overdue.
"Do I have a daddy?" She remembered sitting in her childhood living room, perched on her mother's lap as the question sprung from her mouth.
"Oh, honey. Everybody does. Yours just happened to love his other family more than us." Her mom had smiled and run a finger through her Salem's hair when she said this. Salem remembered the sinking feeling in her stomach, the tears brimming behind her eyes, and the need to ask more questions. However, her mom had sat up before she could ask anything more.
In the years following, Salem had managed to extract little bits of information from about her father out of her mother; his name was Lionel King, he was apparently famous, and he'd had a whole separate family in Los Santos.
Sal couldn't believe she was actually doing this, walking up to through Los Santos territory while bile rose in her throat. She knew she'd have to use her real name to introduce herself; it was the only chance anyone would recognize her.
"My name is E-Elisa. I'm from the Badlands, but I'm here to visit a...uh, Lionel King? Or any of his family members..." Truth be told, she wasn't even sure if she wanted to see him or his family, granted he abandoned her before she was even born. Even still, she couldn't turn back now.
