Okay, here's what I have so far.  Note quite finished yet, but getting there.<br/><br/>Name:  Iris Hunter<br/>Template: Pure Mortal<br/>High Concept:  Hunter from a long line of Hunters<br/>Trouble:  Who's the monster here?<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Background</span>:  Iris' family was a very wealthy line that came from British nobility.  Borne in England, they moved to Australia when Iris was young, due to her father's love of big game hunting.  He would often go on safaris to southeast Asia or Africa, bringing his daughter along.  Iris was not very respected by her father while young- he had wanted a son, and her mother had died during childbirth, leaving him with Iris as his sole descendant.  At best, he considered her as his princess to pamper.  (which she hated, being a bit of a tomboy.)  At worst, she was weak and a nuisance.<br/><br/>She managed to earn his respect one day, though, when they were on a hunting trip to India. She was 12 at the time.  They were staying in a small villiage in the jungle, and her father was hunting for a tiger pelt.  (Illigally, of course.)  After a week of no luck in even finding a trail, Iris spoke to a few of the children in town, who said that a nearby villiage had spotted one not long ago, wandering into the village and killing livestock.  She paid one of the children to be her guide, and stole her father's rifle.  With a stroke of pure luck, she spotted and killed the tiger as it was making away with a calf.  The whole village went into an uproar about the young woman.  When her father found out, he was more upset than anything else, but it slowly blossomed into pride for his daughter.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Phase Aspect:</span>Everyone respects violence (Probably going to change this if I can think of a better one.)<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">What shaped you?</span>When Iris was 16, her father was killed before her eyes by the 'company' he'd hired for the night.  It was common for him to have ‘private nights’, but she'd been unaware that he was going to be with a woman that night, and stumbled into the room.  The woman he'd been with was a white court vampire, who'd not been expecting company...she’d been in the middle of feeding, and the startled sounds of someone behind her frightened the vampire, causing her to quickly finish her meal, more deeply than she should have.  Mr. Hunter died with a smile on his face.  The terrified girl ran for her life, knowing she'd just witnessed something supernatural.<br/><br/>Later, she cursed her own weakness, wondering why she didn’t do something to stop what she’d seen.  She started to push herself to be more like the ideal hunter she had in mind.  She began training herself viciously, attempting to master the art that her father seemed so obsessed with.  She also tried tracking the WCV that killed her father several times, unsuccessfully.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Phase Aspect: </span>Stone Cold Bitch (Not satisfied with this one.  Feels too simple for what she felt after her father's death.  But I can't think of any other way to describe her new demeanor.  =\  )<br/>