Name: Barbara Bixby Age: 24 Race: Caucasian Sex: Female Skills: Barbara is skilled in medicine, able to put people back together if need be. However, just because she is a medic doesn't mean she cannot survive in the wilds, nor does it mean she cannot defend herself. For in her past, Barbara wielded both gun and machete, and even crude swords as well as a flamethrower. And, as befitting a female Episcopalian Priest, Barbara knows Theology and the Bible, as well as Progressive interpretations of it that stress taking care of the poor and downtrodden - aka most people - instead of peeking into people's sexual lives and interfering with them. Oh, and she can also sing psalms and hymnals. Personality: Barbara is kind, caring, but most of all, haunted by her past of war and murder and wants to leave it behind. Although she intellectually realizes that she did not have a choice for most of it all, she has a choice [i]now[/i], and she plans on choosing right this time. But at the same time, she realizes that it's going to be so hard; what if someone asks her to choose between saving many lives at the cost of one? These are ethical dillemas that Theology has not solved for her. All she knows is, she can be better than she is now; Humanity can be better than what they are right now, one person at a time... Weapons & armor/clothing: -Light leather armor with a bulletproof vest underneath. -Semi-Automatic Pistol. -Machete. -Submachine Gun. - Barbara also has her light armor painted over with a cross, and has a golden crucifix necklace. (Previous) Occupation(s): Ex-Raider, now Episcopalian Priest. Faction (Minutemen, Institute, BOS, Railroad, None. Etc): None. Backstory: Barbara was born to a group of Raiders, but aside from that, her childhood was not that unusual. She fought, she raided, she murdered, and she did not question why. But one day, her band crossed the Brotherhood by attempting to raid an outpost while drunk, and the Brotherhood hunted them down. And so, Barbara saw her family and friends die, and she only barely escaped, injured, by jumping into a river and swimming to safety. Safety was foung in a small town, with a small chapel, that still adhered to Episcopalian ways. The townsfolk wanted to execute her, but the Priest, a kind old man, took pity on her. And so, Barbara began her second life as her first one turned to ashes. She spent three years being taught how to read, how to write and do sums, and finally, the word of the Lord. When she finally went back to the wider Wasteland, it was as a changed woman, one who wanted to make up for the sins of the past and make good what she had done. And if God smiled on her, she would do it.