Mercenary

[Felix Dolohov]

Character Name: Charity Jackson
Age: Twenty Five
Species: Human
Character Description:

A little over average height for a woman, she has long auburn red hair and blue eyes.

Wears plain clothing that is easy to move around in and carry weapons. Has a fondness for leather.

Weapons:

- Twin pistols, heavy calibur.
- Sawn off shotguns, [2] with a variety of homemade ammunition shells.
- Throwing knives [8], single edged, silver.
- Sniper Rifle, in storage and is only brought out when on a job that she knows will require it, she doesn't carry it under everyday circumstances.

Skills:

- Poker/Cards.
- Pool/Snooker.
- Hustling.
- Lock picking.
- Morse Code.
- Tracking, both wilderness and urban.
- Hand to Hand, she's a street fighter, no Martial Arts but still a little more refined than straight up brawling.
- Extremely skilled with distance weaponry, especially guns and a few seconds to aim properly. She has yet to lose at darts.
- Free running and Parkour, but she prefers Free Running.

Special Abilities:

- Has no fear.

Charity has an odd mindset, she doesn't get scared because its a stupid thing to do as far as she's concerned. If she's going to die then getting scared isn't going to change that and she would rather die spitting in her murderer's eye or giving the world the middle finger.

History:

Born in Cape Mary, California, Charity had an exceptionally ordinary upbrining.

Her father was a Colonel in the Army, her mother was a Housewife who watched trashy Day-Time TV and made really bad roast dinners, she had a bratty little brother who was an utter pain in the ass and she went to a highschool she hated. She was even a Cheerleader, though not the Captain of the Squad despite the fact she believed she should have been - apparently her boobs weren't big enough to surpass Lara Benson's supremely wide open legs.

Her life changed when she hit sixteen and she witnessed her mother and little brother get torn apart and killed by Demons.

After that, everything went craptastic. Her dad dropped out of the army and became consumed by vengance, he pulled her out of school and taught her how to handle guns, knives, how to work people and the system, he turned her into a Hunter, looking for anything unnatural and putting an end to it. Vampire, werewolf, demon, she hunted it at his command and killed it.

When she was twenty, her father ran afoul of a Wendigo and left his daughter to her own devices. However, being distinctly less... patriotic than her father, she quickly turned her skills to making her life more comfortable, to doing whatever job needed doing - for a price.

When it came to Hunting, she was the best and soon found herself with more than a few clients looking to have jobs done for them. As she got more notoriety, she got more business and eventually got to see more of the world than just the shitty parts of America.

She got to see the Shitty Parts of Canada, Mexico, Alaska, even Brazil.

Then she got a request for the assassination of a Vampire, a Vampire by the name of Kana Lemartes in England.

Lemartes isn't a big name in the states and it wasn't like Charity ever sat around and chatted with her prey, so the next chance she got, she got onto a plane and made for England and the biggest pay cheque she had ever seen to try and kill this 'Kana Lemartes' bastard.

(Edited: To add in Avatar and Signature)

[Austin]