[hider=Fran][color=fff79a]Name:[/color] Franceska Bernholm

[color=fff79a]Alias:[/color] Fran

[color=fff79a]Race: [/color]Human/Mutant?

[color=fff79a]Sex:[/color] Female.

[color=fff79a]Class: [/color]Markman.

[color=fff79a]Equipment:[/color] Standard pistols, two on her hips, one in a shoulder mount. Knives, one in her boot, another in a sheath on her shoulder. One long range rifle, really just a glorified long tube with handles on it, and an old assault rifle. She carries only two magazines for the long range rifle, one on her, and one in the rifle. Also a small bag of rations.

[color=fff79a]Abilities:[/color] Her abilities are just her own stamina, strength and resilience, plus the mutated extra arms. While she is quite strong, she wasn't really stronger than any human can be. She has great stamina, but no more than unusual. Resilient, but not amazingly so. Fran can also rig up an extensive range of traps from most anything lying around, like the classic grenade and string trap, to the shotgun shell mine trap.

[color=fff79a]Fighting Style:[/color] She fights primarily at long range, preferring to remain hidden far far away, until she gets a chance to shoot. Whether it takes only a few minutes, hours or even days did not matter to her. Once she gets a sure shot, that is often all she needs. Should she find supplies, and has time to set up however, she could set up a kill zone in an area, utilizing her knowledge of making improvised traps. All that was left then, was to wait.

She takes care not to get caught in close quarters combat, but should she be caught in them regardless, she relies mostly on the assault rifle to shoot, while retreating somewhere else if her instincts tell her she should run. The knives and pistols are backup weapons, and thus would be used as such, though she is still proficient in their use.

[color=fff79a]Personality: [/color]She comes off as cold and calculating to mostly everyone, not above to using her own allies to further her own goals. Anything and everything was fair game, as long as she comes out ahead. Of course, all the war and death in her world had desensitized her to it, but it did not mean she was emotionless. She would tend to make jokes with anyone she felt close to, and use a slightly lighter tone of voice when talking to them. Dark humour was something Franceska enjoyed, seeing as the war torn world that she lived in had become something that was as natural as breathing to her. 

The world of war that she lived in had taught her patience as well. Far stronger mutants than her, toting far bigger guns and armor than she could ever afford. She learned very quickly that the gung ho attitude only works if you were some sort of supermutant, or if you had a deathwish. Retreating from unwinnable fights quickly, and learning how to counter them was second nature to her.

[color=fff79a]Wish:[/color] She wishes for a place where she could sleep without keeping an eye open, a place where she could eat and not starve, a place where she could hang up her guns and not be worried about being killed and eaten alive.

[color=fff79a]Echo:[/color] A buried warehouse, that had contained a lot of pre war items. The stacks upon stacks of dusty tins filled with food, and those clothes that was a million times more comfortable than anything else she had ever seen.

[color=fff79a]Appearance:[/color] 
[img]http://i.imgur.com/BQ7kUjP.jpg[/img]
[img]http://i.imgur.com/muJgmP9.jpg[/img]

[color=fff79a]Frenzy:[/color] Black smoke starts surrounding her once she is agitated enough to trigger a Frenzy, and her eyes' scleras turns pitch black. In this form, her spatial awareness and depth perception are boosted greatly. The black smoke surrounding her can turn into solid pellets and launched at extreme high speed in any direction she likes. Larger bullets has a lower rate of fire since more smoke needs to solidify first before being launched, but smaller bullets can be fired off in quick succession. She could also spread around the smoke in a larger area if she stops to concentrate.

[color=fff79a]Inventory:[/color] Phylactery.
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