Nickname (Optional): Hall or Kitten
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Good guy or bad guy? Explain: Good, she does her job and doesn't usually say no or refuse people.
Position/occupation (Sheriff, outlaw, rancher, barkeep, etc): Saloon Girl.
Personality (At least 3 sentences): If you were going to describe Halley in one word it'd be submissive. She is serious most of the time and doesn't like dangerous trickery or pranks. She isn't very protective of people, mainly due to the fact that she doesn't have any family or friends to protect. And the reason she doesn't have many friends is because she is a bit on the shy side and doesn't take to kindly to strangers. Halley doesn't trust hardly anyone. She is a girl you'll have to pry away the layers to get to the old cheery and happy girl she used to be before her life had been flipped upside down.
Skills: Well...she works in the saloon, but besides that she isn't very extraordinary, but she is a fairly skilled rider.
Weaknesses: She isn't very strong, even for a girl. It'd be hard for her to fight off someone on her own.
History:
Halley grew up with the normal western family story, living with her caring and loving father, but without her mother died during child birth. Halley was a relatively happy girl and did whatever she was told. Her father tried to show her how to use guns, since he owned a firearms store in town, but guns were never really Halley's thing. She worked with her father for many years since the age of 12 and was taught on how to be a proper lady. To Dress in the proper attire, using the appropriate language and behaving in the way that women were supposed to behave, etc.
Though Halley loved her life she was always in the dark about her fathers "special" clients. She was naiive and didn't know that the common stares and looks from her fathers secret customers were meant to be taken with caution and meant that she would get into massive trouble with any of them if left alone in a room with them.
But when Halley was just a mere 17 years old, and now considered a real woman then, was when her perfect life took a turn for the worst. One day while on her shift polishing guns in the back room and her father sweeping the floors up front, a tall muscular dark haired man walk in with about five other musty rough looking men flanking in behind him and covering the whole front of the shop. They were one of her father's regulars, but they weren't like the normal ones. They were an gang of criminals that went under different names and went from town to town collecting territory and robbing stores out of their hard earned money. They pushed her father and demanded that they were given more guns or else. When Halley ran into the room to see what was going on they immediately grabbed her and tied her ankles and wrists. When her father saw that they had her hostage he agreed to give them the weapons in return for Halley. But the leader was an evil and ruthless killer that went by the name of Matthew Hemmington. And Mr. Hemmington had other intentions than simply giving Halley back and taking the weapons. He shot Mr. Quinn in the head and robbed his store of their ammo money and weapons along with Halley herself. Then a man slung her over his shoulder, walking out to their horses where they put Halley on the rear behind Hemmington and rode away with their earnings.
What they did with Halley was something that should never happen to anyone. They forced her to be their personal slave and play toy. They made her do all their housework and mediocre chores and tasks around their camp. They abused her quite often for messing things up or to just blow off steam from a hard day's work. She grew to be very submissive and shy being with the men. She did anything they made her or asked her to do in fear of being punished. They eventually treated her nicer and with a bit more care after a year of moving around with them they stopped beating her and trusted her more. She was still treated with little respect, lower than even woman were used to being seen as, but she was at least thankful that the beatings decreased to barely any.
After two years of this Halley was broken and couldn't take it anymore when they soon brought in more members to the gang and this they were even more rougher and brutal than the original members. So one night she sneaked out of their camp and stole her horse, Windy. She traveled for about a day and finally came to an actual settlement. The town of Splitcreek. She found out that there was a Saloon their and being from the place that she had came from she didn't know any other occupation to take besides working at the place that she technically was already doing for the gang.
Courting anyone? Being courted?: By the men of the town mostly, because of her job and her personality.
Married?: not yet
Appearance: Halley is quite normal looking. She has typical grey eyes that resemble the type of shade when a tornado or thunder storm that may blow into town. She has dirty blonde hair that runs down her back to just below her shoulder blades with a slight waviness factor to it, but still not quite curly either. Her face is of a pretty and young girl, with pale skin and plump pink lips and perfect white teeth. Halley stands at a little under the height of 5'4 and weighing in at around 110 pounds. Her body is slender, small, and petite, but her stomach holds a few scars, which she tries to hide under her dress.
Her Saloon dress/outfit: