Name: Sokal
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Race: Voleurite
What is a Voleurite you ask? Well the simple answer is they are human... well used to be, maybe. some say they are mutants, the next evolution of humans, or even possibly alien, but they are not a uncommon people in the wastes. At first glance they look primitive, their cloths made of patchwork furs and they all wear masks, but they are very fast learners, most of their tech coming from improvements on old relics of the world before the war, taking things apart and making them work more efficiently, it fits their nomadic lifestyle, traveling in large groups they follow their food sources across the desert and only settle in one place for a short time.
All Voleurites have black skin and grey hair, atop their heads are horns that grow in a variety of shapes but males usually have larger horns than females, the strangest part of their people is that every one of them wears a mask. A Voleurite earns their mask when they make their first kill when hunting, crafting it from the skull of their prey they are never seen without the mask on their faces. Come to think of it, what do they look like behind those things?
Appearance: 
It should be noted that this race is completely carnivorous, they got some teeth!
Equipment: Sokal is a seasoned huntress of her race, she can track anything walking on 2 or 4 legs. On her person she carries all the gear necessary to take down large prey.
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Bow and Arrows: There is nothing fancy about them, it is a silent weapon and perfect for hunting animals, steel tipped arrows and only a quiver of 15 Sokal does her best not to miss a target, especially when it could mean no food of she does.
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Revolver: An old single action revolver, it was used by law enforcement before everything went to shit, it used to be called the Peacemaker but now it is just good for gunning down those who get in Sokal's way.
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Taser Stars: The little puppies are her bread and butter, throw-able remote electric traps, they grab onto anything they are thrown at and are remotely activated to detonate in a large electrical explosion that with fry (or stun*) anything caught in the blast. (*depending on the setting)
- And a knife: It is primitive, just some sharpened steel with a wire wrap handle, it is not meant to be cutting anything that is alive.
Also various items in her bag, water skin, compass, old maps, and whatever passes for a currency in this god forsaken desert.
Personality: Sokal has a hard time seeing people as more than just potential prey. They say an assassin or bounty hunter always has a plan to kill everyone they meet, as a hunter Sokal has a plan not just to kill but track, trap, what their skin would be good for and what spices to use while cooking them up (though Voleurite prefer their meet raw). When conversing she can come off brash, coming from an over confidence in herself, but while tracking her prey she concentrated and professional, prefering to hunt alone as others get in the way.
History: Even before the world went to hell the Voleurites have been nomads, living in temporary settlements and traveling from city to city most labelled them as gypsies, and in truth they did play the part, selling baubles, furs from animals, and exotic entertainment their air of mystery attracted many.
During the war however they lost most of their freedom, having to travel to avoid battle most left the middle east in search of new hunting grounds, leaving just a few clans who decided to wait it out. Sokal's clan is one of those that stayed behind, adapting to the war they never took a side but they killed those that threatened their families, using their skills as hunters to turn into warriors they had never been a warlike people before but it was for their survival and the defense of their homeland.
One year ago when the war reached it's peak Sokal had been tracking a squad of soldier who had been scouting her Clan's defenses, she was away when whatever changed her people hit them. She came home to see they changed, acting as feral animals tearing each other apart and cannibalizing she fled, leaving what was left of her home to rot, disgusted that the others could be so weak to succumb to such an affliction.
She moved on to travel on her own, she found some towns and cities that had survived the calamity, never staying in one place for long, she had no real purpose, just senselessly wandering with survival being the only thing on her mind.
