(a.k.a. Angel of the Wastes)
Few, command the respect that the name Thresher does. Once belonging to the highwayman trade she did her part protecting those that couldn’t protect themselves. An expert in survival she relied on her expertise with a crossbow to stay alive. In the early days, she worked with The Shiver , a group of Highwayman loyal to each other. Since the disbanding of The Shiver, she has become jaded and guarded hiring herself out to the highest bidder keeping everyone around her at arm’s length. The woman’s propensity for violence rivals any in the Wastes. She kills first and asks questions later. She no longer has the time for sympathy or sentiment. However, she knows raw talent when she sees it and is willing to work with those that can hold their own.
Physical Description
healthy and athletic. Thirties
skin appearance of leather from years in the sun. Her hair long, thick, coarse, wild and unkempt stretched to her waist when she wore it down. Dark full arched eyebrows.
A long straight nose sat between broad prominent cheekbones accompanied by heavy-lidded eyes and a square-jaw that gave her an exotic look.
a tattoo on the back of her right hand intertwining up her arm transforming into a shark.
marksmanship and tactics.
leather clothing sleeveless top.
a crossbow especially made for her.
Mental characteristics
forced to grow up in the Wastes scavaging whatever she could find Thresher fell into the
Highwayman trade. A teenager by the name Vella attempted to steal food from a Highwayman. Instead of killing her, he fed her and took her under his wing. He taught her the trade. He taught her how to fight, how to survive, and how to use those skills to help others. He was the man that created the Shiver, a man who ran with a pack of dogs they simply called Erhar. Thresher, his best pupil and youngest to join The Shiver.
She spent most of her young childhood living in a waystay with her father and younger brother. During her adolescents, her brother became deathly ill. the boy survived but it left him mute with the gift of clairvoyance. In the beginning, their father tried to ignore it but it didn't take long before others noticed the changes in the boy. their father, unable to deal the what his son had become through him out on his own. Unwilling to leave her brother to the evils of the wastes she left with him disowning her father. As an adult she continued to visit the Waystay she grew up in, only to see an old friend that she looked to as an aunt but vowing to refuse to even acknowledge her father's existence. When she lost the Shiver she returned to Tona, helping Darla with her bar. continuing to place the blame of her brother's death at her father's feet she couldn't stand to be so close to the man so she decided to leave and become a mercenary.
Expert tactician and tracker. Her favorite tactic is to stun and confuse her opponents making them easy prey.
Unable to forgive those that disappoint her.
After a tragic event that cost the lives of many among The Shiver it disbanded. Thresher claimed Erhar, not for the tragedy but for disbanding the group. At the time her whole world revolved around The Shiver. She saw them like family, the only family she knew. She occasionally sees some of them but it's not the same. She has allowed the tragedy to make her cold and distant.
whoever pays the most gets protection.
Personality Characteristics
Social
she has connection throughout the many of the Walls and Waystays plus the wastes themselves
she talks with her hands a lot.
she speaks with few words. At times cramming words together to form new ones.