Post by Quietly on Nov 17, 2007 22:01:09 GMT -5
Name: Ridley Gretchen
Race: Canine; Husky/Jackal cross.
Age: 20
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 130 lbs.
Career: Gun-For-Hire
Affiliation: Mercantile Collective.
Physical Description: Fur was perfectly kempt about her lithe, slender frame -- everything down to perfection. Headfur was dyed a strikingly characteristic ice blue, jutting from beneath vintage "SS" cap set atop her head in thick spikes; rest of that form covered beneath matching SS attire -- giant ebony fieldcoat and deep emerald jeans with various military patches and (hate-inspired) logos applied. Sleeves were stuffed down beneath trendy lace-up armwarmers that lead to fingerless gloves, menacing claws jutting from paws that could make a feline jealous. Definately not socially acceptable day to day wear, the young female has taken the opportunity to play dressup in this lawless warzone.
INT: 5
REF: 9
CHA: 8
TEC: 3
LCK: 8
ATT: 8
MVA: 7
EMP: 2
STR: 4
Background Information: Always the odd one out since she was a child -- raised among a family of pure canines, she was taught how to hate and how to discriminate against anything that isn't canine from an early age and was all the worse for it -- now a pure hate-mongering killing machine without a scrap of moral sense. As part of the Mercentile Collective since she was 17 -- along with both her mother and father -- the girl has no problems with either deceptive, drawn-out jobs or simple kills. She's worked for nearly every faction since the disaster. Extremely absorbed in self-image; rumored to be a former erotic model. Exhibits extreme prejudice torward felines.
Equipment:
-Mauser M712 "Schnellfeuer" vintage automatic 7.63x25mm pistol
-Three clips (not to be confused with mags) of 7.63x25 Mauser; one in weapon.
-26" Collapsible steel police baton (sheathed at belt)
-Two anti-personnel Incendiary grenades
-Mini make-up kit, mirror
-Kundalin digital camera
Race: Canine; Husky/Jackal cross.
Age: 20
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 130 lbs.
Career: Gun-For-Hire
Affiliation: Mercantile Collective.
Physical Description: Fur was perfectly kempt about her lithe, slender frame -- everything down to perfection. Headfur was dyed a strikingly characteristic ice blue, jutting from beneath vintage "SS" cap set atop her head in thick spikes; rest of that form covered beneath matching SS attire -- giant ebony fieldcoat and deep emerald jeans with various military patches and (hate-inspired) logos applied. Sleeves were stuffed down beneath trendy lace-up armwarmers that lead to fingerless gloves, menacing claws jutting from paws that could make a feline jealous. Definately not socially acceptable day to day wear, the young female has taken the opportunity to play dressup in this lawless warzone.
INT: 5
REF: 9
CHA: 8
TEC: 3
LCK: 8
ATT: 8
MVA: 7
EMP: 2
STR: 4
Background Information: Always the odd one out since she was a child -- raised among a family of pure canines, she was taught how to hate and how to discriminate against anything that isn't canine from an early age and was all the worse for it -- now a pure hate-mongering killing machine without a scrap of moral sense. As part of the Mercentile Collective since she was 17 -- along with both her mother and father -- the girl has no problems with either deceptive, drawn-out jobs or simple kills. She's worked for nearly every faction since the disaster. Extremely absorbed in self-image; rumored to be a former erotic model. Exhibits extreme prejudice torward felines.
Equipment:
-Mauser M712 "Schnellfeuer" vintage automatic 7.63x25mm pistol
-Three clips (not to be confused with mags) of 7.63x25 Mauser; one in weapon.
-26" Collapsible steel police baton (sheathed at belt)
-Two anti-personnel Incendiary grenades
-Mini make-up kit, mirror
-Kundalin digital camera