Name:  Kelly Delaini<br/><br/>(http://collider.com/wp-content/uploads/Transformers-Revenge-of-the-Fallen-movie-image-Megan-Fox-1.jpg)<br/><br/>Age:  17<br/><br/>Gender:  Female<br/><br/>Personality:  Kelly is sweet and friendly, but don’t get her riled!<br/>Likes:  Tall boys.  (Better yet, boys confident enough to talk to her wether they’re tall and handsome or short and fat.)  Jewelry.  Weapons.  Hard, rewarding work.  Motorcycling.<br/><br/>Dislikes:  Angry canines scare her.  She is also leary of frat boys, but figures they’re less dangerous than dogs.<br/>She doesn’t like to be idle, and she looses some respect for people who spend too much time idle.  Epecially sunbathers.  (she had a phase growing up where she fancied she—as the student of dwarves—might also turn to stone in the sunlight.)<br/>She isn’t prone to initiating violence, but she won’t accept an insult against her mother.<br/><br/>Kinks:<br/><br/>Limits:<br/><br/>Bio:  Kelly never knew her father, and her mother Sandra Delaini worked hard in a factory to make ends meet, pulling a lot of overtime, partially to make sure Kelly could go to a private school instead of the gang-infested neighborhood where they lived.<br/>Spending entirely too long at home alone at entirely too early an age, Kelly started sliping out to play out of boredom while the babysitter was upstairs with her boyfriend, ignoring her completely.<br/>Kelly usually avoided the open grate into the old sewers, but one day a wild dog chased the little girl into the sewers.  She ran into the dark ‘til she couldn’t see a thing, but still the barking of the terrible dog echoed after her. Then she heard a sharp crack and a yelp and the dog fled from the tunnels.<br/>“That’ll learn ye,” a gruff voice spoke, and she fell to her knees crying.<br/>“Here now, little one,” a strong man, but very short, picked her up and held her, stroking her hair.  “You did well.  You were strong when you needed to be.  You’re safe now.  Come to my forge and I’ll teach you to be stronger.”<br/>From that day forth, Kelly was apprenticed to Drogo the Dwarf.  She grew strong and skilled in arts many have forgotten, from the forge to swordplay.  The small dwarf community under Miami was her secret world.<br/>She grew tall, strong, elegant, and blond.  Though she was sweet, most boys found her intimidating, as did most girls, so she was often lonely.<br/>Before her freshman year, she went to take some Technology Prep classes at a college and discovered their anime club.  These cartoons were vastly more interesting too her than anything she’d seen on TV for quite some time, so she kept going off and on throughout the year.  She made some friends there among an older group of guys and girls who played games.  They weren’t so fit, nor so attractive, but they were smart, and they treated her like a normal person, which made her love them very much, even though they spent far more time than she could ever stand on their games.  Once a week, though, was very interesting!<br/>Near the end of that year, she got a little boy crazy.  A frat boy invited her to a party, and she didn’t pay attention too all sorts of people who’s advise she normally valued.  Arriving at the frat in her prettiest dress, she found herself—not in a dress, but the guest of honor at a gang bang.<br/>Paniced, trying with all her strength to fight back against boys whom she would be able to overpower easily with just another year of growth, she managed to defend herself for a few minutes.  Long enough for 5 gaming geeks with kendo sticks to kick in the door and be promptly beaten down by the rich and the football playing.<br/>Her blood was on fire.<br/>A hammer smashed in the window.  A man with a pony tail and an MIT style buiness suit tossed her the hammer.  The moment her hand closed around it, she was a daughter of Hephaestus in her full power and half the bullies were down before her father could get his bad leg over the windowsill to join in the fray.<br/><br/>Calling:  Smith<br/><br/>Pantheon: Dodekatheon<br/><br/>Nature:  Architect<br/><br/>God: Hephaestus<br/><br/>EXP  11/1<br/><br/><strong>Attributes</strong><br/><br/>Strength: XXXX(2)<br/>Dexterity: XXX<br/>Stamina: XXXX(2)<br/><br/>Charisma: XX<br/>Manipulation: X<br/>Appearance: XXXX(1)<br/><br/>Perception: XX<br/>Intelligence: XXXX<br/>Wits: XXX<br/><br/><strong>Abilities</strong><br/>Academics:      1<br/>Animal Ken:      0<br/>O Art:<br/>x Sketching      1<br/>Athletics:       3<br/>Awareness:       0<br/>Brawl:      0<br/>Command:      0<br/>O Control:<br/>x  Motorcycle   1<br/>O Craft:<br/>X Automotive   1<br/>x Cooking      1<br/>X Electrician   1<br/>x Smith      4<br/>Empathy:      1<br/>Fortitude:      3<br/>Integrity:      2<br/>O Investigation:   1<br/>Larceny:      0<br/>Marksmanship:   1<br/>Medicine:      0<br/>O Melee:      4<br/>Occult:      3<br/>Politics:      0<br/>Presence:      2<br/>O Science:<br/>x  Chemistry   1<br/>x  Metallurgy   1<br/>Stealth:      1<br/>Survival:      0<br/>Thrown:      1<br/><br/><strong>Birthright</strong>:<br/>Arate: Craft (Smith):  2<br/>Arate: Melee:  2<br/>Fire: Fire Immunity<br/><br/><strong>Knacks</strong><br/>App:  Lasting Impression<br/>Sta:  Damage Conversion<br/>Sta:  Self Healing<br/>Str:  Holy Bound<br/>Str:  Hurl to the Horizon<br/><br/><strong>Boons</strong><br/>Mentor   4<br/>Relic      2<br/>Relic      1<br/><br/><br/><strong>Virtues</strong><br/>Courage   3<br/>Endurance   2<br/>Expression   4<br/>Loyalty   2<br/><br/><strong>Willpower </strong>7/7<br/><br/><strong>Legend</strong>:  4: 16/16<br/><br/><br/><strong>Soak</strong><br/>Bashing   8/6<br/>Lethal   6/4<br/>Aggravated   4/2<br/><br/><strong>Armor</strong><br/>Kely's Thrice Forged Corset:  This bare midriff and low necked adamant corsette nonetheless provides the protection of a bullet proof vest (2L, 2B, Bulletproof) with no fatigue or mobility.  It gives access to the Fire Purview.  (Relic 2)<br/><br/><strong>Legend</strong>3  9/9<br/><br/>Arithma: The hammer that can create and destroy.<br/>ACC (+1)   10<br/>DMG (+6L)   10L+2<br/>DEF (+0)   9 (DV 5)<br/>SPD 4<br/><br/>