Surname: Pirogov
Age: 18
Appearance: Vera is pale from head to toe, from her wispy blonde hair, cream colored skin, and icy blue eyes, every inch of her is touched with an ethereal softness. Her height barely reaches five foot four inches and her body is thin enough to break but underneath her delicate skin lays sheer lean muscle formed from years of training.
Calling: Circus Performer
Starting Wealth: 5 quid
Personality: Bright would be one word used to describe Vera. What she lacks in body weight she makes up for in intelligence, making her calm, calculating and cool. Due to her life as a circus performer, calculating angles and speed are a natural ability which forces her to be quieter than most people. Her analytic state is simply a part of her fair charm. Nonetheless, her words sometimes come out as riddles and it can seem as if her mind is somewhere else. When needed, she is exceptionally good at calming people down as well as riling people up.
Motivations: She wants to be able to call a single location her home, therefore doing anything possible to stop Whitechapel from be overtaken is what motivates her.
Equipment/Weapons: Her physical abilities alone are considered a weapon, from speed, nimbleness, hard hits and ability to take punches. She also carries a vile of holy water along with a baton used from her previous circus performances.
Items: Gasmask, runsack, circus pamphlet, canteen, an extra change of clothes, and a few packets of dried food.
History: Born in raised in the harsh colds of Russia, her entire past was molded from hard situations and lack of supplies. In the same time period, the circus was travelling through the small town of Kashin, they stopped at a small inn, run by Vera's mother. After much persuasion, the owner of the circus, Damon Pirogov, decided he would take the delicate child and raise her into the circus. Vera would have probably been better raised by a pack of wild wolves than the circus performers, most of which were demented and crazy, but she loved them and cared for them as they became her family. Damon on the other hand pushed the young girl to new extremes of acrobatics and made her gain skills that he himself did not even have, soon enough she became known through Europe, bringing hoards of money through Damon's hands. Though, with more people came more risk of carrying the disease on board, the virus had already taken some performers that were not careful, but soon enough at the age of 17, Damon was overtaken by the vicious cannibalistic disease. Soon after, it spread through the rest of the performers, ripping the circus at its seams. Her name was forgotten as was the performances she been a part of.
Finally, one night as the moans and howls from her demented family grew too loud to bear, she left, escaped from the roof latch of her trolley car and hopping onto a passing train. Her presence remained unnoticed until she hopped off outside of London, a town where she always wanted to visit, the town where Damon said her dreams would come true. Alas, she soon realized the reason he never brought her there. Thick smoke rose from river and covered all around, using the last portion of her money she bought a gas mask, ending her life as a the famous Vera Pirogov.