Name: Celeste Firefinch

 

Gender: Female, Shemale, Herm

 

Ages: 24 - 45

 

Hair: Ginger red

 

Eyes: Soft Forest Green

 

Height: 5' 6”

 

Bust: DD 35

 

Personality: Hardy, Determined, has trust issues, puts on a smile when nervous, flirty, assertive.

 

Bio: On the run from the military in the middle of a rainstorm, Celeste's parents took shelter in a long since abandoned mine, and went as deep as they could with their horse, and their things. They stopped just in time to run in with a huge unmined section of geodes and gemstones. Chiefly among them, were enormous deposites of bright blue Celestine. It was then that her mother went into labor, and well, they named her after the large luminous rocks nearby.

 

Celeste grew up excitable, hungry for knowledge and action. With an inquisitive mind and a penchant for trouble, she well, she got in a lot of trouble. Weather she was reading books that were 'banned' in the libraries or the stores she visited, or if she was getting into fights with officers and fellow soldiers alike, when she joined the army. They said no mere woman could do half of what they did, so she went out onto the battlefield and did thrice what the men could With sword in one hand, and pistol in the other, she was a sight to behold on the battlefield. It was only after a trial by fire, that her magical prowess not only become known to her, but her superiors as well. She was a phoneix sorcerres and a powerful one at that. She was instantly uprooted from her platoon and taken to to a new unit of an all female group of sorcerrers', who would specialize in night time exclusive air raids on enemy encampments, positions and strategic chokepoints. Only they werent just used for the war effort. They were so incredibly effective at their jobs, that the higher ups began to secretly give them missions to destory highly sensitive intel relating to all kinds of horrors the military had commited, before quickly putting them back on the main war effort so they could help finish the fight. And as they did this, they court marshaled the entire squad and attempted to execute them. Waiting in her cell, Celeste blew out the back wall, cause and freed as many of her sisters in arms as she could, and then she fled with her life. She ran, and ran, until she hit the coast out west, and she laid low for a year or so, just scraping by.

 

During this time she learned how to watch out for herself, and how to read people out on the road in the west. Out there, someone was just as likely to try and rob you, as they were to share a campfire with you, and one had to be cautious. She joined many caravans, and groups during her travels, and learned the delicate trade of bounty hunting, as well as how to hunt prey, both human, and animal. She made money wherever she could, and kept a decent chunk of savings in a steel lock box. It got robbed more than a few times, meaning betrayal. But after riding alone for quite a while she eventually got the money to purchase and refurbish her own home and land. A place to hang her hat, inbetween long, treacherous treks to hunt down the next target.