"... it just got worse..." Name: Leia Hayahr (Hair, get it? LOL)
Alias(s): Elle (or L, whichever you'd rather type)
Age: 28
Height: 4'11'' at the withers, 7'5'' at the head
Weight: 1000 lbs.
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Pale Blue
Race: Centaur
Job Role: Medic (F.E.A.R)
Physical Appearance: Being a centaur, Elle stands upon four hooves. Her lower half is covered in soft, white fur with thick feathered strands fluttering above the strong black hooves. Just like the hip long hair, her tail is made up of soft white locks which reach down to her rear fetlock (near the hooves). All of her features are long and lean, making even her muscular horse body appear to be slender. Beneath her dark brows are a pair of pale blue eyes, their gaze always sharp and calculating.
Attire: She adorns herself with decorative leathers and silks, hiding (barely) her otherwise exposed breasts. Upon her head she wears a headpiece made up of antlers and bits of silk. Although she usually wears her hair down, Elle has been known to pull the long strands into ornate braids or twists. As of late, the centaur has been wearing a crudely made saddle bag of medical supplies and blankets.
Personality: Elle is very literal and blunt. She lacks any resemblance of tact, which makes her bedside manor rather... rough.... unless, of course, you can get her to do one of two things. Sing... or drink... or both.
Weapons & Equipment:Medical supplies, blankets... and sometimes a machete like blade. The blade is used to remove limbs or, if forced, self defense.
Ability: -
Telepathy: Elle can speak both with her mouth and with her mind, however to speak with her mind, one must be within a line of sight.
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Empathy: This centaur can feel the emotions of those around her. This, along with the ability to carry victims on her back, made her essential in the early stages of the disaster. Like a sixth sense, the woman was able to feel those in pain beneath the rubble when they were otherwise unable to make their presence known.
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Medical Knowledge: Elle came into the city with the same knowledge as any good field medic... it wasn't until she was drafted into her position that she really started to learn the ins and outs of it all. She is no master... nor doctor... but you have a fairly good chance of surviving.
Brief History: Elle had only just arrived when the virus hit, her home having been destroyed long before. Her time prior to arrive had been spent roaming from city to city, picking up any job she could just to survive. A jack of all trades but master of none, it was hard for her to find a place to call home. Of course, this home was more or less forced onto her by the virus.
Since it's fall, Elle has been working hard to save the lives of those around her... first among the search and rescue teams, then within the ranks of F.E.A.R..
Relationships: I will be putting something here for every other PCed character. I'm going to PM each person after their CS is approved. Feel free to PM me as well!