Post by Salvahkiin on Aug 19, 2013 3:43:24 GMT -5
Character Name: Sierra Bull
Nickname(s): N/A
Race: Human
Sex: Female
Age: 26
Birthplace: New Reno
Height: 1.68m
Weight: 77kg
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Black
Hair Style: Shoulder Length, runs down left eye.
Facial Hair: N/A
Skin Color: Caucasian
Build: Slim
Distinguishing Features: Slim Jaw, Slim Nose, Pilot Shades, Weaponry.
Profession: Gambler, Ex-1st Recon
Skills: Talented Marksman
Attributes:
- Strength: 7
- Perception: 7
- Endurance: 7
- Charisma: 7
- Intelligence: 7
- Agility: 7
- Luck: 6
Training: Lengthy NCR Boot Camps and First Recon Training
Other Abilities:
Apparel: Reinforced Leather Armor
Weaponry: .44 Magnum Revolver, .308 Hunting Rifle /w Night Scope.
Other Equipment: NCR Backpack, Chems, Food, Drink, Ammo etc.
Affiliation: NCR
Religious Belief: Christian
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Scarred by Bitter Springs, Hates Raiders, She has a lot of pride, Slow trusting, but helps NCR citizens.
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Sierra was born to NCR Farmers in New Reno, she was raised on her parents farm. In her spare time she trained with her fathers BB Gun to shoot critters that would be a threat to the crops, and on the days she would go into town, she would listen to the war stories of NCR soldiers. One even showed her how to use a combat knife and she from then on, had a prized kitchen knife that was sharp from excessive sharpening.
When she became of age to enlist in the army, she did so, and after a few years impressed her superiors with her marksmanship and was placed into 1st Recon.
She had been stationed in the Mojave when Bitter Springs happened. More importantly, she was part of Bitter Springs, but left afterwards at the rank of Lieutenant.
She has since gone from Prospector, to Caravan Guard, to Hitman. She kept her Hunting Rifle, canteen and backpack from 1st Recon and has been fairly well off, always finding easy chems and ammo.
She usually spends time at Gomorrah, as the White Glove Society are creepy, the Chairmen are too hip, and the Garrets are too serious. And the Omertas remind her of her.