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[center][h2][i]Character Sheet[/i][/h2][/center]
[center][h3][i]Sheridan Black[/i][/h3][/center]
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[center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/46225469/RP/Sheridan3.jpg[/img][/center]
[center][i]"If you're still afraid while fighting for your life then you're not fighting hard enough."[/i][/center]
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[b]Name[/b]
[indent][i]Sheridan Black[/i][/indent]
[b]Age[/b]
[indent][i]21 years living and 208 dead[/i][/indent]
[b]Gender[/b]
[indent][i]Female[/i][/indent]
[b]Race[/b]
[indent][i]Undead[/i][/indent]
[b]Height[/b]
[indent][i]5'11"[/i][/indent]
[b]Weight[/b]
[indent][i]125lb[/i][/indent]
[b]Aliases/Titles[/b]
[indent][i]"The Spiced Reaper"[/i][/indent]
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[b]Appearance[/b]
[indent][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/46225469/RP/Sheridan4.jpg[/img][/indent]

[b]Personality[/b]
[indent][i]Being dead has given Sheridan a much more jovial outlook on 'life' than she had ever had while living. In life she was angry an violent but since her death she has wiped the slate clean and given her a much more positive outlook. A century of life has shown her how much larger the world is than just what she experiences and it is now her goal to enjoy as much of it as she can.

Her attempts at being optimistic often fail. Her existence is a lonely one, friendships few and brief. Sometimes she thinks she might welcome an end but fears in death the end that she never did in life.[/i][/indent]

[b]Background[/b]
[indent][i]A lifetime of practicing her craft ended for Sheridan Black with several long inches of cold steel run through her chest after she was (rightly) accused of witchcraft. As her heart stopped beating she whispered a death curse tore out and killed her attacker where he stood, robbing him of the rest of his life. In return she survived as an undead but cut off from her former power. Sheridan continues her existence by stealing the remaining life from those about to die.

Her mission now is the same as it was in life.She uses whatever means she has access to to help people and to hunt the supernatural things that plague them. Her long lifespan has given her access to great financial means in order to further her goals.[/i][/indent]

[b]Powers[/b]
[indent][i]Sheridan is dead in the clinical sense. She doesn't eat, breath or sleep. Her body also doesn't decay nor heal, it retains the characteristics of a fresh corpse. Her muscles are as tireless as she is and are unnaturally strong.

She repairs any damage that her body takes with needle and thread, often taking pieces from fresh corpses that are reanimated with the same power that keeps her body moving.

Her continued existence is fueled by the life force that she takes from the dying, stealing from them the life that sickness or injury otherwise would.[/i][/indent]

[b]Skills[/b]
[indent][i]Guns - A lack of heartbeat and fatigue make her a formidable marksman. Her aim never wavers and her arms never tire of holding her weapon. A lack of fatigue also means her mind if always focused on the task at hand.[/i][/indent]

[indent][i]Swords - While not technically proficient with a blade she is competent enough for her endless stamina to outlast most opponents as long as they don't vastly outclass her in skill or strength.[/i][/indent]

[b]Weapons[/b]
[indent][i]Assault rifle - She sees modern weaponry as excessive when compared to what was available in her own time but that doesn't mean that she won't make use of it.[/i][/indent]
[indent][i]Sword - A slender straight sword that matches its user.[/i][/indent]

[b]Equipment[/b]
[indent][i]Clove spice - Sheridan uses the scent of cloves to mask the slight scent of decay that surrounds her. In recent years it is also a sure sign of impending doom for anything that might have cause to fear becoming her next target.[/i][/indent]
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