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Name: Tatiana Vladislavovna Kuznetsova
Alias/Nickname: “The Merchant of Death”
Age: 73, appears to be in her mid 20s. 
Race: Human, heavily cybernetically augmented. 

Tatiana stands at about 5’8” or 172cm, slightly taller than the average woman but still shorter than most men. She doesn’t seem to particularly care about this and walks with a confidence born of many decades of besting people regardless of their height. She has a wild mane of flaming red wavy hair that she leaves loose and rarely cuts - it now goes well below her waist. If one looks close enough, her hair almost seems to actually move like a flame, waving and flickering just like the entrancing dance of a fire.

Despite her age, Tatiana appears to be in her mid twenties. She has a well toned body that sports generous curves, with sleek and powerful magitech arms and legs . Tatiana generally wears little in the way of “normal” clothing when she's not working - she has subdermal armor implants and a profound lack of fucks to give. On the job however, be the job an assassination or a drug deal, she wears a full armored combat harness and as much ammunition as she can fit on the thing concealed under a knee length coat - specially reinforced with kevlar and other strong fibers. She tends to wear a considerable amount of jewelry with an unusual aesthetic, seeming almost occult in nature.

Social Status: Criminal - but not openly. In truth she more or less lacks a social status, unless you count “overexaggerated urban criminal legend” as a social status. She rarely interacts with other people outside certain business partners and… other aquaintances. Tales of her exploits are well known, but she herself, not so much. 
Relations: Outside of business partners and clients? Nobody. Parents? Dead. Old friends? Dead. And so it goes.
General Activity: When not experimenting or tinkering, Tatiana generally simply enjoys the life of plenty her illegal activities have enabled. After all, she has money, why not live it up a little? Or a lot. This is not to say she does nothing but lounge around - maintaining a criminal organization is a complicated business, and as much time as she spends working in the lab or the workshop, she spends working at a desk, coordinating and planning. However, she does enjoy the occasional excursion. 

Abilities: Tatiana has a wide array of skills and abilities honed over several decades. She is an excellent metallurgist, having studied at a prestigious university first and continued to exercise that knowledge over the past half century, however, over time her chemistry skills have dropped off somewhat, and instead she allows a few “friends” to manage her stake in the drug trade. At the same time, however, she is a master weaponsmith, her role in the arms trade giving her several custom orders to fill out every now and then - be they blades or firearms. In addition she is an exceptional shot with both pistol and rifle - even if she does tend to shoot to the left a little, and many an opponent or would be assassin has met their end on the business end of her gun.

Equipment: 
Her Coat: Fashionable and effective. Tatiana's coat is no mere fabric. The coat sports a thick internal layer of kevlar sheets suspended in a dilatant matrix along with heating and cooling coils on the interior for keeping the coat comfortable no matter the weather. Its interior pockets store a truly stunning amount of morphine, gauze, combat drugs, and myriad other chemicals with equally myriad uses.   
Her Cybernetics: Specifically her right arm, both legs, lungs, liver, heart, right eye, and much of her skeleton have been replaced with artificial versions running on a combination of magic and technology. These Cybernetics grant her abilities solidly in the realm of the superhuman, allowing her to run for a seemingly indefinite period of time, jump far higher than anyone has any business doing, throw a punch that can reduce a brick wall to so much rubble, at the cost of never being able to use magic whatsoever outside of that. Her cybernetics are her magic. 
Her Gun: There are many like it, but this one is hers. Based on the frame of a top of the line commercial revolver, Tatiana has made drastic upgrades to the weapon's design, replacing steel for her own secret blend of metals and allowing the weapon to fire shots of inordinately higher pressures than would be safe in the normal model. The ammunition she favors for it both serves an armor piercing purpose and fragments inside the body, dealing utter devastation to any unfortunate enough to be on the business end of the weapon. 

Personality: Will show IC but I assure you she’s not actually a razor bouquet (So glad this is an option)

Biography: Tatiana was born in the city of Yakutsk, Russia to a pair of decidedly middle class paresnts. She had a normal enough childhood, aside from the biting cold of Yakutsk - which, for the region, was perfectly ordinary. She hasn’t seen fit to share any information beyond that. She had no secret childhood tragedies or crippling illnesses that loomed overhead. At the age of eighteen she moved to Moscow to study metallurgy - maybe something of an oddity perhaps, but on the surface she was, for all the world, still an ordinary girl. Ordinary that is, unless you were to take a peek at her bank account.

Unlike a regular college student, instead of barely scraping by every month, Tatiana’s purse was instead overflowing, and it showed every now and then, despite her being careful to hide it. A brand new computer that surely cost thousands of dollars, a meal at an expensive restaurant that should’ve been out of her price range, buying a car that wasn’t used, and other things of that nature. The precise source of all this money was never shared, but it didn’t take a police specialist to figure out that her cashflow stemmed from various illicit dealings. However, she had covered her tracks well enough that nothing could be definitively traced back to her. Nonetheless, the moment she received her degree she booked it for more western nations, eager to escape the watchful eye of the Russian police. 

Her drug network however, stayed perfectly intact. With her newfound freedom from studying she floated on saved money for several months, perfecting her formulas for drugs and delving into metallurgy on the illicit side of the law - namely producing weapons of superb quality in terms of make and materials and selling those to… certain organizations. As a result, she has amassed even more wealth - to the point that she has no clue what to do with much of it and has taken to distributing portions of it among the poorer parts of the city - not out of any true sense of charity, but it does make her feel good.
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