[b]Name:[/b] MacKensie Trydant

[b]Nicknames/Titles:[/b] None

[b]Gender:[/b] Female

[b]Age:[/b] 21 years old

[b]Species:[/b] Human (Ignore the ears lol)

[b]Original World:[/b] Lyon, France

[b]social status:[/b] N/A

[b]Appearance:[/b]
[img]https://i.pinimg.com/736x/e8/29/13/e829130818bde73786a2f5ac3cc11915.jpg[/img]

[b]Personality:[/b]  MacKensie has always been a strong headed, competitive person.  She is generally agreeable, but known for a bit of a temper that can be triggered by a moral injustice, (or occasionally just some perieved slight on her person.)  She's into politics, atheletics, archery, ballet and classical music.

[b]Backstory:[/b]  Daughter of Sir Axel Trydant, a French business magnate, and Belle Trydant, popular socialite of high society; MacKensie was afforded all the opportunity to be successful.  And before the plane crash, success was exactly where she was heading.  On her way to completing a major in sociology.  Picked to represent France in the coming Olympics.  But it all came crashing down, along with the plane that was carrying her and the national archery team across international waters.

[b]Skills/Talents:[/b]  MacKensie's atheletic endevours have translated into this strange new world remarkably well.  Her dexterity and coordination far exceed her previous limits, and she is able to shoot arrows, bolts and even throw stones with silly precision.

[b]Powers/Abilities:[/b] None

[b]Items[/b]:  MacKensie has landed in this new world with a one-handed crossbow, complete with a modest pouch of bolts.  And also a magical grappling hook, which will probably take some time to figure out.