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Name: Rita Valentine
Nickname: Val
Class: Dead Town Militia
Gender: Female
Age: 28
Sexuality: Whatever
Height: 6'0''
Weight: 157
Scars/Tattoos/Birthmarks: Bullet wound on her shoulder, two on the left leg, one on the right leg, a shot gun mark on her back. One tattoo on her left shoulder of wings, passed down through her family.
Noticeable Differences from Picture: Only has one tattoo.
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Living on the road has made Rita into the original cowboy badass. She likes to same the damsel in distress then have a drink or two. She is a fan of being the hero all around. Although still, in the end she prefers sleeping alone. It doesn't mean she won't spend the night in your bed, just don't expect her to be there in the morning.
Bio: Rita was raised in a large family so it was always hard to feed them. It was her, two older brothers, one younger sister, and another younger brother. That literally made her the middle child. One night, after not eating for a three days, her father and older brother went out to hunt. When her father came back he said her brother had been shot by bandits but found food the next day. They ate for a week. Then her two other brothers left to hunt. Her father came back with the same excuse, but they ate for two weeks. Knowing something was wrong, Rita left to find help. When she found an older man he told her that he had heard shooting, but there were no bandits around for months. Her parents had been eating them and she was next. Running back home to save her sister, she found all the lights on. Peeking through the windows Rita saw her mother cutting her younger sisters corpse apart. That night Rita returned to the mans home. When she woke up in the morning he was gone. A couple hours later he returned. The man took her in as his daughter, although it took her awhile to trust him. Eventually she accepted him as her savior and father. He taught her many things, how to hunt and shoot and make traps. He told her stories about cowboys. Always cowboys. It became her fantasy to be a cowgirl that they would one day talk about.
One day, she rode through the forest to check her traps. Suddenly she spotted her old house. After a couple of minutes standing outside she went inside. Her mother and fathers corpses were sitting on the couch, slightly worn by time and the hungry animals. It sort of made her happy to know her parents couldn't hurt her any more. From there she tried not to think about it anymore. She went back to the old man and never mentioned it again. Eventually he died and left everything he owns to her. After a couple of years of not going anywhere she hid all of her valuables and left to achieve her dream of being that cow girl.
Fatal Flaw: She won't turn down a charity case or run from danger. That's how she got most of her battle wounds.
Strengths
+ Is an exceptional marksman
+ Telling a lie from the truth
+ Riding horse back
+ Recognizing wild edibles and usage items
+ Rolling cigars, blunts, joints
Weakness:
- Tries to be a hero
- Doesn't believe in lasting relationships
- Sometimes doesn't eat because of the memory of her family
Likes:
✔ Saving people
✔ Witty conversations and witty people
✔ Smoking
Dislikes:
✖ Villains
✖ Arts and crafts
✖ Being lectured or asked for things
Other Information: She tried being a vegetarian but it's hard to live in this world without eating meat. She's actually got quite a bit of money, but it's all the old mans.