Name:<strong>Sanniang</strong><br/>Motivation: Filial Piety in Direct Action 5<br/>Action!: Ten Feet of Steel Bear Style 4<br/>Profession: Vaquera 3<br/>Weakness: Half-blooded foreign demon woman 1<br/><br/>Background:  Sanniang is a big lass...nearly six feet of powerfully built, freckle-faced, big-nosed, round-eyed, grotesquely blonde woman.  Her sire is properly Chinese.  Her mother?  Nobody's quite sure, but whoever she was, she was big.  And like mother, like daughter.  The Ten Feet of Steel wears a rugged sleeveless tunic, bracers, heavy leggings, and low soft boots.  She carries two long blades in crossed scabbards on her back--not proper Chinese blades.  These are something else, and the ornamentation on them matches the brilliant red and yellow tattoos that wind up her arms.<br/><br/>What is known is that her father was of noble blood, cast out for some imaginary slight or other and sent into exile in the Uttermost East across the waters.  He returned some years later to bring his villainous Clan to justice...and failed.  Fleeing ahead of the Clan assassins, he managed to ensure his wife and daughter were sent to safety before he was killed in a vicious duel that is still talked about in martial arts circles to this day.  Now his half-blooded daughter has taken it upon herself to do a son's duty.<br/><br/>Her style, Ten Feet of Steel Bear, is largely a sword style with footwork reminiscent of Tiger and Crane kungfu.  It is powerful, brutal, and it reflects her nickname all too accurately.  She usually fights with one of those broadswords in each hand.<br/><br/>When she isn't playing with shy little tea girls, drinking away her cares, or stomping the crap out of mooks, she's a fully proficient ranch-hand and range-rider.  Granted, she can't pull off some of the nimbler tricks known to Mongol and Tsung-niu, since she's too big for a nimble Mongolian pony, but she's quite capable in the saddle.<br/><br/>If she has a weakness, it lies in two spheres.  First, the social: she's obviously an outsider, and she acts accordingly.  Sincere courtesy is usually met with her rougher variant, but otherwise she assumes that normal people hold her in contempt because of parents she didn't ask to have.  Second, the physical: she's larger than most men, so chairs are too small, doors are too short, cups are too fragile.  And she's not terribly good at hiding in a crowd.