Name: Alexis Rouge Nicknames: Red Hood, The Hooded Huntress, Red Personality: Carefree with a sort of roughneck personality. Very rugged for her appearance. Gear: [spoiler]Silver plated broad sword A hunting pistol housing six 45 hollow points dipped in silver A dagger made of werewolf bone Throwing knives An war axe specially made to feel equal in balance to a wood cutting axe and yep, silver on the edge. Drugs that provide a temporary boost to physical capabilities. Tranquilizer darts Pain killers Cloth bandages[/spoiler] Armor: [spoiler]Hardened leather tunic and gloves along with a softer more flexible material for leggings and around the fingers. Metal shoulder guards and a chainmail layer weaved into the fabric of her coat[/spoiler]. Abilities: [spoiler]Highly athletic and agile in combat due to being used to fighting in situations where she would regularly be at a disadvantage. Her skill as a hunter has made her a genius in the field of tracking and stalking silently. A special drug that she can use as a last ditch effort to temporarily boost her physical capabilities well beyond their normal parameters though the strain it causes on her body tends to leave her weak and exhausted the next day. An immunity to lycanthrophy[/spoiler] Bio: [spoiler]As a young child, little red riding hood was merely a girl who enjoyed walking through the woods and visiting her grandmother from time to time. At the time she lived carefree and never thought her life would change so drastically over a simple meeting with a talking wolf who seemed at the moment, fairly polite and curious. Not knowing any better she answered where she was going and even mentioned her family as she made a trip to her grandmother's house. That information, as innocent as it may have seemed, may have already orphaned her before she even knew what she had done. Her grandmother was devoured and the wolf twisted and contorted in an attempt to match her form to some success. When she walked in she saw a few subtle differences between her gramotjer and the imposter that eventually alarmed her to run. The beast caught up with ease and she closed her eyes expecting the end but instead an axe came flying through the air landing in the monsters skull. A gruff looking man had ended the monsters life and helped Red to her feet and asked where her parents were. She was reluctant at first but had him follow her home to a grotesque scene of body parts strewn across the property and blood splattered all throughout the house. She was an orphan and in her mind, she was the only one to blame. The lumberjack took her in as his own, teaching her to hunt, fish and log from his old cabin just outside of town. In her teenage years she had grown into a very strong young woman from years of hard labor. She adopted a very roughneck attitude similar to her foster father who had been having her help with keeping the mill fields up and running all the while teaching her how to fight with a pair of wooden swords and defend herself from animals. He was a skilled for an old lumberjack, knowing a number of European martial arts that she had quickly grasped and became fairly proficient in sword play and using a wood cutting axe to fight. As she grew into a woman the lumberjack only grew older and older until it was her taking care of him. He told her of his wife and how they used to hunt beasts who hid in human form and how she died to protect him. He gave her the key to the armor his wife once wore as a parting gift. A very well preserved set of leather and a cloak with chain that only needed a few repairs. She promised to take good care of it and only days later found him dead in his sleep. After that, she carried on his wife's tradition of fighting these monsters in hopes to save others from the fate she was delt with that day so long ago. A red wearing huntress claiming bounties on the monsters of the world.[/spoiler] Extra: whether she encountered a shape shifting werewolf, a kitsune, or even a body snatcher is really up for interpretation. Even she can't be entirely sure.