[hider=Sara Weaver] [center] [h1][color=salmon]Sara Weaver[/color][/h1] [img]https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/S/sgp-catalog-images/region_DE/wrlxe-MN733GEYFJE-Full-Image_GalleryBackground-en-US-1489106209458._RI_SX940_.jpg[/img] [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Real Age:[/b] 37 [b]Age Appearance:[/b] Appears to be in her late 20’s to early 30’s [b]Birth-date:[/b] July 18th, 2254 Birthplace: Caliente, Nevada [h1][color=salmon]Personal Evaluation[/color][/h1] [b]Occupation:[/b] Wastelander, Hunter, Survivalist, Raider [b]Work Ethic:[/b] Driven, and highly motivated. Sara’s willing to do what it takes to survive, no matter the cost. She’s ignored her conscience in order to keep herself alive since she was a young woman. Her life experiences have made her into a terrifying opponent, that isn’t easily dissuaded or beaten into submission. [b]Experience:[/b] Like everyone that’s survived in the wasteland Sara has gotten very good at surviving. Having been forced out onto her own she’s learned not to rely on others for support, this coupled with her innate sense of independence make Sara someone who is capable of sustaining herself without any outside support. [b]Organizations/Affiliations:[/b] Independent, Raider [b]Style:[/b] Tends to wear practical clothing, preferring flannel shirts, and jeans. Most of her clothes are worn out and in tatters but she refuses to change them. She only replaces her clothing if it reaches a state of disrepair that renders it unrepairable, or useless. Although one article of clothing that has been with her for years is her leather pilot's jacket. [b]Preferred Weapons:[/b] Carries a hunting knife along with an un-scoped .308 bolt action hunting rifle, and a .45 colt 1911. All of her weapons have certainly seen centuries of conflict and their appearances reflect that. While they’re worn down and clearly used Sara maintains them as well as she can. [b]Habits and Mannerisms:[/b] Occasionally smokes cigarettes to help with her anxiety, chooses to drink soda over alcohol. She never acquired the taste for alcohol and more often than not will turn her nose up at it. [h1][color=salmon]Medical Evaluation[/color][/h1] [b]Ethnicity:[/b] American/Caucasian [b]Blood Type:[/b] o+ [b]Preferred Hand:[/b] Right Handed [b]Eye Color:[/b] Light blue/steel gray [b]Hair Color:[/b] Dark brown/auburn [b]Hairstyle:[/b] Hair is kept either let down, in a bun, or ponytail depending on the situation. [b]Skin Tone:[/b] White with freckling and tanning from prolonged exposure to the sun. [b]Complexion:[/b] Fair, usually burns, then tans. [b]Body Type:[/b] Mesomorph [b]Build:[/b] Strong athletic body type, muscular build, well-developed shoulders, and slim hips. [b]Height:[/b] [i]5’11”[/i] (180cm) [b]Weight:[/b] 136 lbs (61kg) [b]Cup Size:[/b] A [b]Shoe Size:[/b] 9 [b]Birthmarks/scars:[/b] Multiple scars scattered around the body, most of them congregating on her back. They appear to be scars associated with flagellation, but most of them have healed signifying that they were caused years ago. [b]Energy:[/b] Extremely active metabolism, doesn’t tend to stay inactive. Enjoys exercise and is constantly doing something. [b]Senses:[/b] Like all people in the wasteland Sara keeps her wits about her. She’s a very alert and very suspicious person that doesn’t trust people very easily. Years of hunting and living in the wilderness have honed her awareness of her surroundings. Making it much easier for her to detect even the slightest disturbances around her. [b]Addictions:[/b] N/A [b]Expressiveness:[/b] Very quiet and reserved, she chooses not to speak with too many people. Although when approached she’ll talk but she isn’t very forthcoming, and is extremely sceptical of others. Sara also tends to bottle up her emotions in an attempt to move past them. This has led to her having sudden emotional outbursts although she tends to keep them private. Although compared to her sisters Sara is a firebrand, she was the hell raiser and the one that didn't back down from a fight. Except now she's learned to temper herself and tries her best to stay out of trouble. [h1][color=salmon]Biographical Summary[/color][/h1] Sold into slavery by her parents at a young age Sara was robbed of the chance at a normal life. She felt betrayed and abandoned by the only people in the whole wasteland that were supposed to protect her. When her parents were killed she didn’t find out about it until much later, and the state of her sisters were unknown. Sara regretted not being there for them, and over the years her heart continued to burn with an unbridled hatred for her parents and the situation she was in. Once she reached a suitable age she became the “personal” slave for a raider warlord. Having endured his abuse and violation for too long Sara strangled him in his sleep, sawed off his head and claimed herself as the new warlord of the gang. Fuelled by her hatred and discontent Sara lead the raiders across the wasteland slaughtering and pillaging where they could. Eventually this drew the attention of Caesar’s Legion and her gang was all but eradicated. Once again Sara was cast out into the wasteland, abandoned and alone. It was during this time that she suffered from a mental break, after finally realizing all of the horrible things she allowed herself to do out of spite. Staying on her own and keeping contact with others to a minimum Sara decided that she needed to look for her sisters. Her youngest sister Charlotte was the one she found first, she was delusional and had clearly endured some sort of trauma since they had last seen each other. Charlotte didn’t even remember her, and refused to admit that they were sisters. It was here that Charlotte told Sara that Eliza had fled out east and been killed, blaming her for the loss of their parents. As much as Sara wanted too she had a hard time believing Charlotte, and headed out in search of Eliza following her trail east. Her sisters were her only motivation now, her parents had long since been forgotten to her, and her life as a raider was something she struggled to move past. With Charlotte seemingly incapable of realizing the situation they were in Lori hoped that she was wrong and that Eliza was still alive. She could barely remember what Eliza looked like after all of the time they spent apart but her heart ached to see her sister again. The two of them were inseparable as girls, and Sara hoped that if they reunited that they would never be separated again. For once in her life Sara was filled with anxiety. She was afraid that Eliza may actually be dead, or that she would be as far gone as Charlotte was. Sara wasn’t even sure if they would recognize each other but she needed to find her, she needed to reconcile all the time they spent apart. [/center] [/hider]