NAME: Katie Sinclair
CALLING: Range Vigilante
STR 2 DEX 4 [E2] STA 3 [E2]
CHA 2 MAN 2 APP 3 [E1]
PERC 4 [E2] INT 3 WITS 4 [E1]
*ANIMAL KEN 1
RELIC 3 - Silver Eye (PURVIEWS: Justice, Psychopomp, Moon) . Hollow, silver ovoid, it fits her eye perfectly, allowing her to close her eye, even to blink, without impediment.
RELIC 2- Peacemaker (Damage +2) This heavy revolver is chambered to fire .45 caliber ammunition, and its ebony grip is etched with runes that do not fade. The barrel, guard, and cylinder bears a filligree of entwined women, arrows, and hunting scenes.
JUDGMENT (JUSTICE •)
SMOKING MIRROR (MOON •)
UNERRING ORIENTATION (PSYCHOPOMP •)
WHERE ARE YOU? (PSYCHOPOMP ••)
Legend: 3 (POINTS: 9)
SEALSKIN COAT (BLACK), OSTRICH-SKIN BOOTS, SPARE CLOTHES, GLOVES, BANDOLIER AND DOUBLE-BARREL SHOTGUN (SAWED-OFF), GUN BELT/HOLSTER, CANTEEN, MID-QUALITY HORSE, SADDLEBAGS, BEDROLL, RATIONS (DRIED BEEF, HARDTACK, DRY BEANS, SEED CORN), SEWING KIT, STETSON OPEN-CROWN HAT, (BLACK) ROLLING PAPERS/TOBACCO, MATCHES/WATERPROOF TIN, CANVAS TARP, EYEPATCH, RAWHIDE CORD SEGMENTS, A FEW DOLLARS AND CHANGE, SHARPS RIFLE WITH DELUXE LONG-RANGE SIGHT. HORSE (MODERATE STOCK GELDING).
8- EPIC ATTRIBUTES (+1 epic dex, +1 epic perception-- associated powers)
2- ABILITIES (+2 marksmanship, favored ability)
Katie looks to be a shade under twenty years old.
Her hair still has streaks of the deep auburn color it was during her childhood, though it darkened to an ebon gloss after her change. She pins it up with simple combs of bone or wood, and crops it occasionally, but it's usually tucked under her flat-brimmed, black hat regardless.
She's slgiht of frame, well proportioned, but not voluptuous. Willowy. Despite her lean composition, her hips flare from a distinctly tapered waist, and she supports a moderate bust. Her arms and legs bear the subtle shadows of fine-tuned muscle.
Her face is striking-- although she's lovely by most standards, she doesn't strike the viewer as an object of exceptional beauty. Rather, she's a combination of menace and innocence.
She bears ivory skin, wide and long-lashed eye that seems to sight down purposefully wherever she gazes. She has a slightly upturned nose and a subtly pouting mouth that seems to constantly be straining as if t oconstrain a deeply hidden sorrow. Despite the punishing sun she seems not to burn or tan beyond a slightly golden hue of health.
Beneath her eyepatch, the lid and empty socket bear the white, faded lines of scar where she was shot in the temple as a girl, the bullet's refracted trajectory having ruined her eye on its exit path. The silver eye she wears in its place, however, is so perfectly natural looking that it's like part of her, though its untarnishing surface might be either surreally beautiful or unsettling to look upon... this, of course, depends on the observer's conscience-- or lack thereof.