[hider=Ophelia Margrave]Name: Ophelia Margrave
Gender: Female
Age: 27

Role: Hunter

Appearance: Tall, lanky, bookish and overall the opposite of what the church’s hunters typically embody. Ophelia’s expertise is purely theoretical despite having been with the church for well over 20 years. She’s therefore of a nervous disposition intermingled with an insatiable curiosity for the secrets of the Ichor. A raven-black bob cut frames her rounded, relatively unblemished face. Dark grey eyes peering through thin round glasses. A large gash sits just under her eye; a reminder of where she came from and what it’s cost her. She’s typically dressed in the church’s hunter garb. Plated boots, vambraces and white gold-trimmed silks. A thick fur-lined cape draped over a hardened breast plate.

Personality: Analytical, but socially withdrawn. Ophelia is hardly the model scholar or hunter. She’s shy, though has a hunger for solving the Ichor mysteries. Knows how to fight, though has little in the way of actual experience. She’s the bookish nerd dragged from her desk because the organization was spread thin at the moment - and her superior figured it was high time she got some field experience in. Words are clipped and safe, laced with a hint of warmth underneath all the technical jargon she expulses. Friends call her awkward, colleagues deem her an obsessed weirdo and her superiors are quite keen with her studious nature.
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