Name: Anne Lorraine Holt
Age: 28
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 135lbs
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Green
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Status: Human.

Birthplace: Maryland

History: Born into a relatively poor family, she moved around a lot as a kid. She became disillusioned with life early on, and in her teenage years dabbled in petty crime (pickpocketing, shoplifting) and selling her body for money. Her mother, an alcoholic, died in a car crash on her way home from a bar one night when Anne was in her early twenties, and her father overdosed on pain meds about a year later. Trying to clean up her life a bit, Anne moved to a new city and got a job as a barista there. When the attacks came, she immediately realized everyone would just be out for themselves, and took “precautions” to protect herself, which included acquiring a gun and moving the hell out of dodge to somewhere with fewer people to have to contend with.

Personality: With most people, she is cold and distant, though she begrudgingly cooperates with people she views as trustworthy or useful. She tries not to get attached to her companions, because, as she learned as a child, friendships are fragile and no stable community lasted very long with her in it.