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Reagan
Reagan, The Huntress
| Name | Reagan |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | She likes to think of herself as some form of huntress. |
| Age | She has seen twenty Springs. |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | A small encampment around the Chetwood area. |
| Kinship | None. |
| Outward Appearance | A particularly tanned twenty year old that stands at around five foot and five inches. She appears to be slender in build, some would say even quite lean. She is skilled in the art of the bow and her fighting style is particularly graceful and acrobatic. She has also honed the skill to climb trees, buldings and even cliff faces. With hair that dances around her shoulders in very loose, mousey-brown waves and the odd beaded braid here or there amongst the light cascade. Her eyes are a light meadow green colour, well...one eye that is. Unusually, the other eye is clouded over, including the pupil which suggests a blindness in the one eye. As for her ears, they are both pierced on both lobes and continue all the way up the cartilage to the shell of her ear. Aside from the earrings, there is also a brown leather-like cord that suffices as a necklace with a thick, dull stone on the end. The stone may not have a shine to it, though it is formed in the way of a swirl, somewhat like a fossil. There is also the tattoo of what appears to be a feather on her left upper-arm. |
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Background
It was unheard of for a "witch" to bare children. Then again, it was unheard of for there to be a "witch" at all. If anything, Reagan's mother was far from being a witch. She was simply a wise woman that honed the skill to craft the most wondrous of remedies and ailments. However, the local folk had labelled her a "witch" due to the sole fact that they did not understand just how incredibly talented Reagan's mother was. Thus stating it to be witchcraft and witchcraft only. Reagan was raised amongst three boys in the small space of a cabin located in the Chetwood. There was no particular father-figure in her life, so the vast majority of her childhood was spent learning the skills of her mother and committing wayward acts. Not only did she take an interest in alchemy, archery had also fascinated her to the point of spending countless hours hunting game in the woods. Over time, she grew stronger and swifter. ((Will be continued...I promise!))
| Friends | There are very few that she'd call friends. She spends a lot of time in isolation. |
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| Relatives | She doesn't talk about her family often, though her mother has been mentioned by others. She chooses to brush this off to strangers. |
| Rivals/Enemies | A large spectrum: from Blackwolds to do-gooders. |
| Loves | Her dog Bruce, hunting, nature, the Fall season, her various camps, climbing. |
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| Hates | Ignorance, disrespect, anyone that likes to make a point of her defect. |
| Motivation | To survive without charity. |
| Quotes | "There are three steps to killing: step one - take an arrow from your quiver, step two - load that arrow into your bow, step three - take a deep breath and pull the bowstring." |
