Nicknames/Aliases: Harley, Harl, Epsilon
Age: 38
Gender: Female
Gift: Ability to weaponize everyday objects
Loyalty: Herself and her own, these days.
Description: Epsilonâs form is one built by years of conflict, exercise, and the life of an ashlander. She stands at roughly 6â0â, solidly built, with scarred tan skin and a face that, while worn and rough, still manages to be welcoming and amiable in its own right. She has straight black hair that reaches the center of her back, typically kept braided for easier management, and warm hazel eyes. Epsilon dresses herself in worn denim jeans, short sleeved shirts, and hiking boots, and often keeps a travelerâs bag slung over her shoulder when outside of wherever sheâs currently residing.
Personality: Epsilon is, by nature, a friendly- if not rugged and slightly strange- woman by nature. While lacking the patience to properly navigate whatever social life she manages to scrape up, and not someone one would consider the kindest, she carries with her a certain open and easy air around most. This extends to allies, strangers, and, most oddly, even old enemies of hers when she stumbles upon them. For all of her affable demeanor, however, Epsilon is violent, taking a certain pleasure in conflict- although she does not actively seek it out, preferring it to come to her than the other way around.
Skills:
- Skilled combatant.
- Epsilonâs ability to weaponize is not limited to simple creativity with pipes and pencils. If, for instance, she were to have a few blueberries and a soda straw in her possession, her Gift would make it possible for her to turn the berries into a sort of bullet, then fire them at high speeds from the straw- effectively turning it into a makeshift pistol. Or, if she had a book, she could tear out the pages and use them as blades or throwing knives.
- Unfazed in the face of bloodshed.
Weaknesses:
- A deep maternal love and affection for Delta.
- Untrusting of strangers.
- While resourceful, Epsilon is still very much mortal.
Brief History:
Harlynâs roots lie in a small community that exists deep within the ashlandâs grasp, made up of men and women of various skills, occupations, and interests, but sharing one thing in common- the strength of their Gifts. The village is composed primarily of those with weaker abilities than most, such as being able to pull music from thin air, or have an immediate understanding of any languages one comes across. The only individual with any noteworthy power is their leader, who can, depending on who currently holds the role, have Gifts rivaling those of a high ranking faction member. Any children within this community born stronger than their parents are presented with a choice when they come of age: to either fight the current leader to the death in an attempt to take the position for themselves, or leave the village, finding their life elsewhere.
Epsilon, the result of a union between a ribbon-making Gifted and a low level pyrokinetic, was among the children presented the choice. Instead of risking her life in a vie for leadership, she decided to take her chances in leaving. While many of her fellow exiles chose to join one faction or the other, Epsilon took up both a living as a soldier of fortune, and her current moniker, which she uses even now in place of her name.
A few years into the war, she happened across a child in the more barren side of the wastes. The child was starved and injured, and, pitying her, Epsilon offered food and shelter. What was intended to be a temporary stay before she turned the girl into a faction for safekeeping turned into weeks of Epsilon tending to the child, then months, then years. Eventually, it was hard for her to deny that the mute little girl- now christened Delta- was hers. With this revelation, Epsilon retired from her work as a mercenary, and now spends her time attempting to be as best of a guardian figure as one can be in the wasteland.
Needless to say, these efforts arenât necessarily the best.
Other:
- Smokes
- Enjoys tea-making as a hobby.
- Understands sign language, and can sign herself if she so desired.