[b]Name:[/b] Rosie Rawlins

[b]Nicknames:[/b] Rose, Ro, Rawlins, Red(use at your own risk)

[b]Species:[/b] Human/Hunter

[b]Age:[/b] 27

[b]Appearance:[/b] 
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[b]Relationship to characters(optional):[/b] Duke’s cousin. Esme’s friend.

[b]Bio:[/b] 
Rosie’s parents tried to give her as normal a life as possible. They didn’t want her to get tangled up in the life of a hunter like they were. When her parents would catch word of a case, they would leave Rosie with her mother’s brother and family, because of this, Rosie became close to them, especially their son, Jason. Rosie’s life changed the night Jason and his family were attacked and killed by Werewolves. With an attack so close to home, they knew they needed to give her the tools to protect herself. Several weeks later, Rosie’s training had begun. To her parents' surprise, she was a quick study and breezed through everything they taught her over the next several years. A few weeks after her sixteenth birthday, tragedy struck her family again. What was supposed to be an easy in-and-out small Vampire nest eradication, turned out to be an even bigger job than any of them intended. Shortly after entering the abandoned building, the three were separated, despite fighting to stay together. After putting up one hell of a fight, the Vampires were killed, and Rosie and her family walked out of the building. 

Their normal successful hunt celebration was cut short when Rosie’s parents started to show signs of Vampirism. It was her worst nightmare come true. Not wanting to kill her parents, Rosie spent days trying to help her parents work through the bloodlust and not go on a killing spree. Her methods seemed to work until she cut herself one day, and all her head work came crashing down on her. After a struggle, Rosie ended up taking the lives of her parents and giving them a hunter’s funeral. Soon afterwards, she caught word of the Werewolf pack that killed Jason and his parents had struck again. She had been keeping an ear open so she could track them down and take out the pack, but now that she was alone, she was going to need help. She’d be stupid to take on this task alone. Putting feelers out, the name Rufus Turner came up. After obtaining a bottle of his favorite drink, she found him and talked him into helping her find the Werewolf pack and take it out. Taking out the pack together was no easy task with how much the two butt heads and both wanted to take the lead on things. 

Both came out banged up and bruised, Rosie a little worse off than Rufus. She received four large scratches across her lower back from a Werewolf that had snuck up on her before Rufus could shoot it. After he patched her up, they shared a drink and talked. After learning she was on her own, he took her under his wing and trained her, continuing where her parents left off. As the years passed, Rosie went on many cases with Rufus and on her own, often the thought of leaving the life behind crossed her mind, since she had done what she had planned to do, avenge Jason and his parents, but something would always draw her back in. Almost as if something was telling her she still had more to see, do, and innocent people to help. 

[b]Weapons:[/b] An assortment of pistols, knives, salt, holy water, lighters, lighter fluid, and anything else you can think of that a hunter needs. 

[b]Vehicle:[/b] A dark blue and white 1972 Ford F-100