Name: Delivery-lady Rebecca

Race: Monster or Mutant, but even she isn't quite sure which she is.

Age: Unknown, but seems to be at least middle aged.

Gender: Female

Role: Lunatic antagonist/ Neutral Post-worker

Affected by Aceteria (asteroid)?: Rebecca was mutated from their former human self into their current conditions of being a monstrous abomination due to the strange chemical fallout. Or possibly was some other creature altogether created from the fallout.

Appearance: Rebecca stand at around six feet tall, with a stocky, muscled build to that of someone who is used to heavy lifting, with short limbs, and a rather masculine face with a chiseled chin and broad shoulders, and vaguely human in appearance. She has her greying black hair tied back into a messy ponytail, her scraggly bristly hair reaching half way down her back. She also has two extra pairs of legs and arms, her legs with three-fingered hands instead of feet, canary yellow skin that is littered with green pimples, a huge molar filled jaw, green, bloodshot snake-like eyes, and a pair of insectoid arms sprouting from her back, often used to support the sack of post. She dresses in a dark blue, tattered, old fashioned postal worker uniform, without shoes and with brass buttons, and includes a ragged looking set of trousers, buttoned up jacket, shirt and cap, all having lost their former glory and seeming to no of had a decent wash in years..

Personality: Rebecca's entire focus in life is to deliver the post, and as a result is narrow minded of her mission and selfishly tries to do anything necessary to deliver her letters and parcels, no matter what they may contain, whether a love letter or an execution sentence, a birthday gift or packaged bomb, Rebecca would happily put her life on the line for a single piece of postage to be passed on to it's recipient.
Due to her dedication, Rebecca is willing to murder and destroy anyone and anything that wishes to obstruct her 'duty', holding grudges against those who 'hate the postal service', no matter how good their intentions are, and as a result is constantly paranoid and suspicious of all creatures around her, though she herself is immensely honest and truthful to a stupid extent.

Equipment: A large sack filled to the brim with postal packages and letters, as well as a small pouch tied to her waist containing food, drink and a few coins, stamps, envelopes, a postbox with its own key and wrapping paper.

Weapons: No real weapons, but does occasionally wield a postbox as a club.

Weaknesses: Rebecca is quite stupid, yet immensely cautious and paranoid, and as a result can be manipulated easily after some convincing, especially if the one pulling the strings convinces her their aims assist 'the great postal service'. She is also quick to distrust and jump to hasty conclusions, often causing her a colossal amount of problems. Surprisingly, despite her inhuman abilities, Rebecca gets exhausted fairly easily, like the average human, and can sometimes be worn down to a tired husk in a battle. Her obsession over the post she carries is also her greatest weak point.

Abilities: Has inhuman strength, able to smash through solid brick with ease, and as a result also has the durability to withstand the strain in doing so, thrown bricks being much like a pebble being tossed at her.
She also is able to leap to incredible heights due to the strength in her legs, finding traversing landscapes and reaching atop the average sized house quiet easily.
Having a few extra limbs also helps her with multitasking, and easier to find a grip or a hold on things, as well as carrying more items such as her precious post.

History: Rebecca has trouble remembering much of her past beyond her current form, but what she does remembers is that there has always been the post. The post was eternal. The post is forever. The post was crucial to all. Due to this being pretty much her only basis for her past, Rebecca has dedicated her new life as a mutated monster to delivering post, having roamed the wastelands, fending off all hostile folks and beasts that approach her, and to invade towns and settlements purely for her letters and parcels to reach their destinations. She also has somewhat of an urban myth floating around her that if you pay her the right price, she will give you and envelope, a stamp, and some parcel wrapping to give post of your own.

Anything else: Paying for mail materials from Rebecca would cost 14 bronze coins, or whatever else available for trade she would think is a fair price.