Characters Name: Lilith Graves
Gender - female
Race: Indian/White
Age: 23

Physical Description:
Long black hair that reaches just past my waist, braided, tied with rawhide. My eyes are green, I get that from my white father. I'm 5'6", thin but curvy. I have a small jagged scar just above my right eyebrow. I always wear buckskin pants and a red mexican style peasant blouse with a black leather vest over it, and my moccasin boots.

Weaknesses & Strengths:
I have an awful temper but you would never know it until it was to late. Dead men tell no tales. I'm a strong woman that can ride well and shoot better than most. I don't form attachments with anybody. I'm hardly in town long enough.

Gear & Weapons:
2 six shooters with pearl grips, bullets galore, an 1866 yellowboy rifle 20" barrel, plenty of ammo. 2 canteens full of water, maverick double rig holster for my 2 six shooters. I have a 15" bowie knife with sheath in my left boot. 2 saddle bags for my food, my blanket, rope, a change of clothes and my tanned deerhide that keeps the water off me. I ride a sorrel gelding that is faithful to me. No one besides me can ride him. I have a garnet ruby pendant set in silver that I wear around my neck that is tied with a strip of rawhide. I keep it under my blouse at all times.

What Type of Character:
I'm a part time bounty hunter/drifter, when I'm not hunting down the gang that killed my baby sister and her family.

Background:
My father was a second son of a duke in England. He came to America for a chance at Gold. Instead he became a trapper and became friendly with the Sioux Indians. There he met my mother and he fell in lust with her. He traded two horses and three bear skins for her. He beat her for trying to run away. They lived in a run down shack by a river on the outskirts of town. After many miscarriages I was born. My father loved me. When I was ten, my father got a letter in town from England. His father and older brother had died and he was to come home. He was the duke. Before he left he gave me a garnet ruby pendant that was his family heirloom. After my father left, we found our way to my uncle's tribe. There my mother found the love of her life. I have two half brothers and a half sister. When I was thirteen, I was married to my first love Red Bird. One day not long after our marriage, I was down by the river bathing. Several drifters found me, and I was left for dead when they were through. I finally crawled my way back to my tribe. My mother nursed me back to health, but by that time my beloved had cast me out of my home and taken another love. I devoted all my time and energy after that to learn how to shoot and ride, to take care of myself. I counted many coup on my enemy. My sister Whispering Dove married a white man when she turned eleven and became a woman. He treated her well, and I watched him often to make sure of it. By this time I was earning money breaking wild horses and tracking down outlaws in the area. I was gone when my sister and her family were killed. I came back to the burned out shell of their home, and to the stench of the dead. I buried my sister and her three children that day. Her husband lingered for days after the attack. He knew who they were and where two of them lived. I swore to him and to the heavens that I would take my revenge on the outlaws who did it. I tracked the first two down and slowly killed them. It took them days to die. I got all the information out of them about their friends. Now I'm looking for two more. And one of these days I'm going to catch up with them.