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Distinguishing characteristics: Small raven tattoo on
left side of neck, just below & behind her ear.
Slight limp (left leg). Sometimes uses a wooden cane.
Occupation: Interpreter & forensic artist (freelance,
has worked with law enforcement); currently on
"sabbatical".
Knows about any of the various Orders? Not a clue.
Any other languages: Fluent in Russian and French.
Enough conversational Spanish to get by.
Personality: Friendly and gregarious usually. A bit
of a tomboy. Currently more tentative than normal.
Any special skills?: Artist, primarily forensic drawing
& portraiture. Trained in self-defence (non-martial art specific), first aid. Practices Tai Chi but for
meditative reasons.
History: Tasha is the youngest of four children and
the only girl. She was adopted as an infant (as was
one of her brothers - no blood relation). The family
home is a ranch near Helena, MT. Tasha has always
been rather independent, secure in her physical
ability to take care of herself.
She had worked for various law enforcement agencies as
a sketch artist and interpreter in the Seattle area.
Fluent in Russian and a female, she was recruited to
assist with an investigation into human trafficking by
the Russian mob.
A late night call led her and two of the investigators to a building without lights,
unlocked, and apparently deserted except for the
unconscious form just inside the entrance. Everything
from that point is a blur of motion, pain, gunfire,
and blood in the darkness.
The trusted informant's
knife barely missed an artery when it sliced through
to the bone in Tasha's thigh. Striking her head when
she fell, she was just conscious enough to remember
the screams and the flashes of light she's had
nightmares about since. Local police arrived some
time later to a warehouse best described as an
abattoir. The general consensus was someone cleaning
up a compromised location and anyone in it.
Questions she couldn't answer, surgery, and months of physical therapy followed. Restless, uneasy, and unsure, Tasha tossed her things into her Mini and started driving south. The exit off 101 was taken purely on a whim.
Any Weapons: ASP baton, small. Click her to view baton.
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