Name: Anya
Age: 26
Rank: Human
Status: Single

Appearance:
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History:
Due to a birth defect, Anya has never had a voice.  She just wasn’t born with one.  From a young age, she was forced to learn to sign with her hands, in order to connect with the world around her, even though she can hear perfectly fine.

She’s never had a particularly eventful life, just moving around from place to place as her father worked his way through his military career.  But recently, she’s been a bit obsessed with things that she’s come across, involving creatures and things that she never would have believed were real.  She researches them late into the night, and tries to trail hunters when she can find them.  

Little does she know that one is about to fall into her lap.

Personality:

Anya is shy, but fiery, coming across as sweet, because she’s quite literally…quiet.  The fiery side comes out, when others treat her as if she’s disabled, or can’t process information, due to her lack of voice.  Without the ability to scream, or call out to anyone for help, she doesn’t go out much.  She simply sits in her studio apartment, and grabs the odd cup of coffee during the day, to make sure she’s in by night time.  Her sense of humor is a mixture of dirty jokes and innuendos that only make sense in sign language, as well as any joke that makes her laugh at her own jokes.

Weapons:  None!  She only has a backpack full of random notebooks and a whiteboard, with pens and pencils, and her laptop.