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Name: Holly Ashwood
Age: Twenty-Seven
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Occupation: Marine Infantry Veteran

Appearance: Grief is a physical trait on this woman, pain always looming behind her monochromatic grey hues. At one point in time Holly was a woman with a warm heart and genuine happiness but all of that has been pulled from her, leaving her as a dusky shell of her former self.
From her years as a Marine, Holly is in reasonable shape with a pleasantly toned physique but not overly muscular. Vanilla, unblemished flesh blesses her, something she worked hard at through terrible teen years, the only thing marking her skin is two old scars, one on the front near her collar bone, and one to match in the same area on her back, created by a bullet wound.
Holly mainly likes to keep her hair natural brunette and above her shoulders, something that was instilled upon her during her service, she also feels that too long of hair will just get in the way of things. And Holly’s style reflects her military background, preferring to be comfortable than fashionable, though she is not without fashion sense.
> Height: 5’8
> Weight: 135

Personality: Holly’s recent past has taken a major hit to her personality, silencing the charm that she used to possess. Now she has become rather closed off, finding solace at the bottom of an empty glass of strong liquor, which barely takes effect anymore.
Showing a kind heart is not her strong suit anymore but she knows how to be civil to others and show respect where it is due. Holly is not that much of a strong talker displaying that she is a little more introverted, however she will find enjoyment in a stimulating conversation which could give a chance to the person she is communicating with to actually see what she used to be.

Skills/talents: Holly is like a Swiss Army Knife when it comes to basic tactics and fighting. When she was in the Marines she participated in the Marine Corps Martial Arts Program and became knowledgeable in sixteen different forms of marital arts. She also has a tolerance to chemical weapons after being exposed to them during her training. She also was the top student in her tactics class, even putting research into motion on a new attack tactic she came up with during her exams.
> Weaknesses: Basic Mortality, though she has been shot once she got lucky. She also has a pretty decent case of PTSD.
> Fears: Hellhounds and going back to war.

Weapon of choice: Being a veteran it only makes sense to carry a gun on your person so she carries a SIG Sauer P226. For more intimate situations she also carries on her a MTech U.S.M.C. Scrapper with the name of Lil’ Prick engraved on the handle.

History: Born to a family of legacy in the United States, Holly Ashwood is the great granddaughter of the Captain of the Seal Team 6, the same team that killed the infamous Osama Bin Laden in 2011. Ever since then almost everyone from that generation onward was a marines family, encouraging their sons and daughters to excel in the military lifestyle and hope to one day save the lives that are the dearest to you. This same concept was instilled into the mind of young Holly. The daughter of a marine general, Holly grew up on military bases all over the world and learned many things in her experiences. This wondrous childhood of discovery led her to the same path her father took, just as his father did before him. After junior high school Holly found herself eager to join into a military academy instead of a normal high school. From there she attended the Virginia Military Institute for her college education where she began research on a new assault tactic that she had made up during her exams and continued this research well into her time in the Marines actually leaving for basic training on the day of her 21st birthday joining in instantly as an officer.

During her time she was deployed twice and on her first trip overseas to resolve international conflicts she met a man, a wondrous man. He was a Colonel and she was serving as his major at the time, though during times of being off duty the two were inseparable. They drove each other wild for a year then they both resigned from their officer positions and eloped in Taiwan the day after their resignation was approved. The marriage was perfect every day like a fairytale, it was the happiest she had ever been in her life, and as long as she could share her life with him nothing could bring her down….

That was until one cold night when she woke up to the sounds of her husband pacing back and forth in front of the bed his eyes looking frantically at the door. Before she could even ask what was wrong the door exploded into splinters and her husband was ripped apart by some invisible force, right before her eyes. When it was over and her husband lay lifeless on the floor, a man stepped through the door a sickening feeling overwhelming her. When he looked at her in the bed his eyes were revealed to be as red as her husband’s blood, splattered on her skin. She remembers not being able to move like she was being held in place and the man came over and wiped the tears from her face. The man revealed to her everything that she was blind to during her time of love and happiness. For one, she had come to find out that her husband had sold his soul to become a warlock so he could in turn put a love spell on her and charm their commanding general into officiating their resignations form the military, and now that his ten years were up, it was time for him to face the hellhounds. What her husband didn’t know was that the spell he put on her was short term ranging to basically last only a couple of days, other than that she really fell in love with him. Pleading to the man she begged for him back and he told her he save her husband’s soul from eternal damnation, it’s just that his boss would like a favor from her first….