Name: Rebecca Shieve
Mental (-3 unskilled)
Physical (-1 unskilled)
Athletics __________ ••
Firearms_________ •••• (spc pistols)
Social (-1 unskilled)
Animal Ken________ • (spc Canines)
Persuasion___________ ••• (spc oratory)
Blood Potency •
Retainer (Fluffy) •
In life, Rebecca was a your typical youth punk with the wrong friends. The only thing that set her apart was her ability to talk her way out of trouble, and, failing that, her ability to use guns to leverage her way in a world that only respects strength. Having died, Rebecca hasn’t changed much; She is still a bit of a bitch, with a big ego, and is still around the wrong crowd. Deep inside, Rebecca had always hoped for a little more for her life. Joining the ranks of the undead was probably above and beyond what she had in mind…
Rebecca is a talented and practiced shooter, and her gun-slinging talents were the only thing that earned her some respect in her former gang. She has left her old life and gang behind, except for Fluffy, her rottweiler, who is now a very loyal ghoul. She doesn’t know where her sire has gone, and she doesn’t really care. Her parents weren’t around, either. Her gang is her family now.
Rebecca dresses quite conservatively because she wants to be taken seriously in a world where women are gang prizes rather than people. On the upside, this means she has plenty of places to hide her two pistols. On the downside, she sometime sticks out compared to her peers, but she likes it this way. If anybody wants to talk crap about her she will be happy to put them in their place with her own clever trash-talk, fists, or guns, if needed.