Sarah Fortune

"The bigger the risk, the bigger the bounty."

— Sarah Fortune

Sarah fortune is famous for her looks, but feared for her ruthlessness. Like most who rise to notoriety in the Mercenary Club, Sarah Fortune has no shortage of blood on her hands...

History

Daughter of Powder

Beloved daughter of the renowned Abigale Fortune, Sarah spent much of her happy childhood in the forge of their island settlement just off the coast—her family investing on gunpowder, she could learn how to file wheel locks, set trigger pulls, and even cast batches of custom pistol shot. Her mother's skill in crafting firearms was legendary, and she was one of the rare, if not the only producer of weapon using blackpowder in Tana's Empire.
But oft-times, they were coveted by those with more meager means, and darker hearts. One of such individual was an important member of the Magpies. He demanded a pair of Fortune pistols the like of which no other man could hope to possess. A reluctant deal was struck, and a year later to the day, the man returned. With no intention of paying for the work, he had masked his face with a grimy scarf. He was there to take the guns by force.

Abigale had crafted two masterpieces, twin hand cannons of exquisite workmanship and pinpoint lethality—indeed, she declared, too fine for the likes of him. She could see the brutish thug that the man had become. Enraged, he seized the pistols and gunned her down with her own creations before turning them on her husband, and young Sarah too. Then, out of nothing but spite, he set the workshop ablaze and smashed both pistols on the cobblestones, to wipe the Fortune legacy from the face of Toriel completely.
Sarah awoke to agony. Her wounds were grave, but she managed to crawl from the burning ruins with the remains of the two pistols clutched to her chest. In time, her body healed, but waking nightmares and night terrors would torment her for many years to come.
Even so, she endured. She was determined to have vengeance. She rebuilt her mother's pistols, and learned all she could of the masked murderer. who had since declared himself the new leader of the Mercenary Club.
No matter. When Sarah faced him again, she would be ready.

Bounty Hunter

Taking a ship to Windrin, she killed her first man within minutes of setting foot on the crooked timbers of the quayside—a drunken pirate with a gallon of Myron's Dark in his belly, and a price on his head. Sarah dragged his corpse to the bounty board officials, before tearing off a dozen more warrants and heading off into the city.
Within a week, every one of them was settled, and those with the misfortune to be hunted by Sarah were either dead or in chains. She quickly earned a reputation in the taverns and gambling dens, becoming known only as “Miss Fortune”. The killer of her family would never see her coming. What was one more bounty hunter on the streets of the city in which his club was?
Despite Sarah's numerous feat as a bounty hunter, the man who killed here parent was far too powerful to confront openly—but Miss Fortune knew just killing him would never be enough. Only his abject humiliation, and the burning to ash of all he had stolen, would satisfy the girl who had died on the floor of her mother's workshop.
And so, little by little, she began to surround herself with a small but loyal cadre of allies that would eventually help her lay her demons to rest.
Miss Fortune risked everything to make her move against the man Until that one day, the Mercenary Club, blown to flaming wreckage, and the tyrannical leader of this clib overthrown, and dead. Best of all, everyone in Windrin saw him fall. It was everything Sarah could have hoped for, exactly as she'd planned. sarah was now the new leader of the Mercenary Club.

Sarah Fortune

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Titles
Miis Fortune
Race
Human
Sex
Female
Alignment
Chaotic Neutral
Sheet
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