"I'm a cold-hearted bitch, but I'm damn good at it..."

The youngest and the last in the line of Kanes, Eleanor is a Hunter. Some call the profession "Slayer", others call it "Monster Hunter". Whichever name you prefer to give them, the Kanes, for centuries, have been tracking and exterminating those supernatural beings that make the mistake of upsetting the natural order of life; killing innocents, exposing themselves to the Mundanes- anything that one might consider morally obstruct and dangerous to the general peace of the populace, maintaining that delicate balance between human survival and being prey.




But as with all things, there are caveats. Since Eleanor's birth, the Kanes have been, for the better part, an elite group of men dedicated to upholding the order between the Mundanes and the Supernatural. Humans trained in the occult, skilled in combat, and damn good at killing, each generation acting as an Elder to train the younger in their field. From generation to generation, they are equipped with a wide array of weaponry forged to give a human a fairly good advantage above the Supernatural, and the Kane mansion is rumored to have a library of the Occult that rivals those in the Hells.

"Sometimes, you deal with the devil not because you want to, but because if you don't, someone else will.."


A petite five-foot two, Lenny is often underestimated for her size, to the misfortune of those who have thought she's an easy target, a fairly common mistake for many.

She is agile, muscular, and highly toned from a lifetime of dedicated training, due mostly to the physical need of being able to keep up with those she finds herself up against on a regular basis. A human hardly has the upper hand against the supernatural.

Large, hazel eyes surrounded by a thick curtain of dark lashes are comparable to a doe. Innocent, yet fiery, they are complemented by soft features. Their deviously sweet appearance comes in quite handy when playing the card of ignorance, a favorite of the sharp Huntress...you lure in more flies with honey than vinegar, after all...

A mane of thick hair is usually kept in tousled, sandy waves, often loose and tumbling down her back, just as often as she forgets to brush it. Who has time to focus on such petty things as appearances when there are vampires to stake?


A firecracker for certain, Eleanor Kane is never one to hold back the sharp-witted quips and jibes. She may, at first, come off as abrasive, but once hertrust is earned, she is fiercely loyal. Passionate, Lenny wears her heart on her sleeve. When she's not playing the role of innocent little human, she's fiery, each emotion displayed on her features and in her voice earnestly.

It's also been known, for the entirety of her life, that Eleanor has quite the problem keeping her smart-mouthed remarks and sharp, biting wit to herself. Many times, the Executioner has found herself in situations that could have simply been avoided if she'd not spoken. But what fun is that?