Lady Amelia Sinclair
Name: Lady Amelia Genevieve Scarlette Sinclair XXIII
Title: First Lady of the House of Sinclair (now defunct); known as The Pale Death amongst frontier pirate gangs; known as Amourous Amy in strip clubs across the fringe colonies.
Influence: 3 (regional); Eugenically bred and cybernetically enhanced into a formidable fighter with enhanced reflexes and dexterity. Trained from a young age in both close combat and the use of firearms. Significant threat to most civilian law enforcement authorities, and some small armies.
Group(s): Freelance
Description:
Height: 5'10" (177.8 cm)
Weight: 83kg (183lbs)
Age: 31
Race/Species: Mostly Human
Appearance: Trim, athletic and physically fit. Naturally white hair, ice blue eyes and pale complexion.
Personality: Happy-go-lucky, carefree, slovenly
Abilities, Talents, Traits, Powers:
- (2) Swordmistress -- Trained from near birth to handle weapons, Amelia is skilled enough to take on multiple opponents in close combat simultaneously and make it out alive.
- (2) Iron Gut -- Over the years Amelia has exposed herself to innumerate amounts of toxic substances, usually for recreational purposes. Luckily her constitution seems hardy enough to prevent most of these from leaving any long-term damage, although some may suggest that her mental state hasn't weathered the onslaught quite so well.
Items:
- (3) Blades of House Sinclair -- Two uniquely crafted swords which were once held by the head of House Sinclair, now in Amelia's possession. Finely crafted monofilament blades fitted with sonic generators which vibrate them at high enough speed to allow them to cut through virtually any common armour or building material. Amelia usually uses them for juggling tricks in the street when short on cash.
Background: The House of Sinclair were once a respected and feared family spawning generation after generation of creative inventors, skilled military officers and cunning politicians who worked together to ensure trheir family name would live on without end. And then along came Amy.
Amelia had no respect for her family heritage, and even though her parents spent vast fortunes ensuring her genes were perfect, enhancing her physically with every piece of technology they could acquire and training her with only the best tutors the young girl showed no promise of excellence in any field other than debauchery. When the time came for her to inherit the family fortune her advisors did everything they could to keep the money out of her wasteful hands, but it was no good.
Over the course of a few short years every penny of a fortune which had taken generations to accumalate had been flitted away on parties, luxuries and pointless geegaws until the only thing Amelia had left where the priceless swords which were the symbol of her house. Unfortunately for Amy, in the case of the swords priceless turned out to mean worthless, with no one rich enough to be able to afford to purchase them willing to do so out of respect for the name Sinclair.
With an idle shrug of her shoulders Amy packed the few items she could be bothered to carry and set out to make her way in the world. Travelling from settlement to settlement, the last daughter of the great House of SInclair took whatever work provided funds to keep her party going, from bounty hunting to piracy to pole dancing, nothing was beneath the slovenly wench, apart from whichever random stranger didn't mind her being on top.
