Brielle Hewitt

Edges: Visionary

Foresee
Pin point
Delve

Weapons:
Shotgun-grants +2 enhancement to Firearms
Greek fire bombs-water can't put them out and Kindred are very flammable, best of luck if you make the mistake of stepping into Brielle's trap
Wasp-Sometimes the monster gets past your defences and you need to get into some close combat, so you bring a knife to what was supposed to be a gunfight. In addition to the blade's biting sting, it also gives +2 to Melee.
Disadvantages:
Queen Bee-An unfortunate consequence of Brielle's aloof, know-it-all nature is that she has the tendency to come off as bossy and sometimes has incurred resentment. But such is the burden of those that take on leadership.
Cold Demeanor-A no-nonsense and straightforward type of hunter, Brielle can sometimes come off cold and brusque. -1 to Empathy and Expression.

History:
Brielle had lived a fairly normal life before becoming a Hunter. Mom and dad with a stable marriage, a younger brother, a few family dogs. From a young age, Brielle showed remarkable ambition, constantly striving for straight As, always taking charge in group projects. Always envisioning the bigger picture and working to achieve big goals. If one of her student organizations was raising money, she would network and make sure to exceed their targeted amount. Someone in the group project wasn’t pulling their weight, she did the work for them and let them have it come group evaluation without an actual word to the actual person. From student council to the track team, Brielle became known for her proactive nature and no nonsense attitude. As far as anyone in her American Midwest hometown was concerned, the girl was bound for success, even if from the outside people assumed she was uptight and aloof.

Brielle’s life changed however, when she went to spend the week at a friend’s cabin one summer at age fifteen. Her parents had actually encouraged her to go, saying she needed to get out more and spend less time keeping her nose to the grindstone. So she packed a suitcase and went along with three other girls to a cabin up north. From the start though, Brielle felt on edge, like they were being watched. During the day, she was able to somewhat forget her unease, but at night, she found herself waking in the night to check and make sure nothing had gotten into the cabin. One night, her friends decided they wanted to sneak out into the nearby woods and have a bonfire, no adults. Brielle only went along to watch over the others. All the way to their destination, Brielle felt warning bells going off in her head, louder and louder with each step. They found themselves at an abandoned lodge and briefly explored the place. As two of the girls started up a fire, Brielle and the fourth girl went exploring within. They had expected old furniture and paintings. What they found was a stash of old rifles. Despite what should have been her better judgement, Brielle took one before rejoining her friends. The sense of wrong she felt only grew. No more than an hour later, they were attacked. A monster of fur and teeth and sickly glowing eyes. And it stood on two legs. Acting on instinct, Brielle diverted attention from her friends and to herself, all the while a voice told her to act, to put the monster down. As the creature bore down on her, she took the shot. Blood and brains scattered the ground. Brielle did not return home the same girl as when she had left.

Instead of following the path she had once planned out in such detail, Brielle turned herself down a new one. The path of the Hunter. She never looked back, though her old life makes the occasional habit of coming back to her. Brielle now lives a life on the road, going where the job takes her with none but her fellow Hunters and a faithful bloodhound to aid her.

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