<div class="floatright">(http://media.moddb.com/images/groups/1/6/5425/sexy-russian-army-babe-uniform.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Asinya<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Skirov<br/><strong>Sex:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Bisexual<br/><strong>Faith:</strong>Menite<br/><strong>Archetype:</strong>Skilled<br/><strong>Careers:</strong>Ranger/Rifleman<br/><strong>Connections:</strong><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Damage Capacity</strong><br/><em>Physique:</em>5<br/><em>Agility:</em>4<br/><em>Intellect:</em>3<br/><em>Power Field:</em><br/><br/><strong>Feat Points:</strong><br/><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong><br/>Height: 5'7<br/>Weight: 127lbs<br/>Hair Color: Strawberry Blonde<br/>Eye Color: Brown<br/><br/>She seems out of place in the cold lands of the north.  Slim and sleight, she seems to be at constant risk of simply being blown away with the wind.  Indeed there are times where she has disappeared from sight and made others wonder if she did float away with the wind.  A ghost at times she possess haunting features that are at once delicate and strong, much like thickened glass.  Piercing eyes are often what people note when first encountering her and hair like snow covered strawberries which float in the wind without concern.  Rarely can she be found without her rifle close at hand or a layer of Ieyisha pelts across her body.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">STATS</div><div class="spoiler_body">PHY: <br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>SPD: 6</li><li>STR: 4</li></ul><br/>AGI: 4<br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>PRW: 4</li><li>POI: 5</li></ul><br/>INT: <br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>ARC: - </li><li>PER: 5</li></ul><br/>WILLPOWER (PHY + INT): 8<br/>DEFENCE (SPD+AGL+PER+Race Mod+Equip Mod): <br/>ARM (PSY+Shield+Other): <br/>INITIATIVE (SPD+ PRW+PER+Equip Mod+Other): <br/>COMMAND RANGE (INT+Command+Ability Mods): <br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">SKILLS</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hand Weapon 1, Rifle 2, Climbing 1, Detection 2, Sneak 1, Survival 2, Tracking 1<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">BENEFITS &amp; ABILITIES</div><div class="spoiler_body">Crackshot, Dual Shot, Marksman, Pathfinder, Camoflage, Virtuoso: Rifle<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">WEAPONS</div><div class="spoiler_body"><span class="bbc_u">Ranged</span><br/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Melee</span><br/><br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">EQUIPMENT</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/></div></div><br/><strong>Background:</strong><br/><br/>The northern lands of Khador are home to many mysteries.  Many legends and horrors walk the snow covered fields and towering mountains of the landscape.  Many more unsolved mysteries exist than solved there.  While the past of Asinya does not rate so high as some, there is still a simple fact that none know where the wisp of a girl came from before her father carried her home.  Jaska Sojka was a reckless man, a bold man that marched off to war with dreams of honor and adventure.  When he returned there was only a sullen expression to his face, a fresh set of scars for his body and a child trudging behind him with hair of strawberries slipping free from her fur lined hood.  A toddler at most she never said a word during the journey and only spoke rarely afterward.  Had the girl simply vanished that day or soon after, none would have noticed.<br/><br/>Still she did not disappear but persisted to exist among the Sojka people.  Known simply as Asinya, foreigner, she gained an odd reputation among the townspeople of Nynsk.  Indeed none even thought to list her on the roster of the populace when the recruiter came calling each year.  Providence was possibly behind the day one came and Jaska, her father, was drunk enough to boost about his daughter.  A girl of amazing skill with a rifle, none outside the Sojka knew of how exception her abilities were until Jaska sought to change that opinion.  Just before winter had fallen, during the Winter March along the Skard Mountains she had slain her first Ieyshi.  Much meat and pelt were to be gained from the animal and her father let all know of her skill.  The recruiter took note and later that month came out to see for himself the girl’s skill.  When the recruiter left, a woman trudged along behind him with strawberry hair sliding out from beneath her fur lined hood.<br/><br/>Jaska did not last the time between Asinya’s departure and her return.  Passing away from sickness, people knew of her return only when smoke issued forth from his cold chimney.  A pair of Rustov were found dead outside having been squatting on the land of the old man’s cabin when Asinya returned home.  The woman gave no explanation for their death beyond that and continued making the place her own.  Since that day the woman that was once so quiet has remained so, speaking about her service and life only briefly when enough alcohol has been poured past her lips.  There was some awe that she had become a Widowmaker, but not as much as she was used to finding among others of Khodar.  Instead there was only a simple respect for her rifle and an expectation that she would prove herself again on the Winter March.<br/>