Profile of Imogen

A barren winter landscape where not a shred of vibrant color touches her delicate form that is deceptively strong. Much like the winter where trees lose their leaves and the earth is scattered in browns and whites where nourishment doesn't flourish, her frame is delicate as if she too has failed to hunt all winter. Everything about her is frail, including that of a missing leg that only enhances that weak facade. Sunset eyes hide nothing, reflecting the bloodlust within, the hunter that will turn you into her prey.

A creature that uses what she has to her advantage by any means necessary so long as it gets her what she wants. She might act like a killdeer, using her missing leg and scrawny frame to gain sympathy in order to toy with her quarry more effectively before swooping in for the kill, or whatever she may be after. Most kindness she may display is a facade, just another means to an end but in that off chance it's real, loyalty and trust is bound tenfold and ridding of her is impossible.

She will hold a grudge well past the afterlife.

Lost her leg trying to save her brother from a red stag as a little girl. Failing at both goals when he would die, and the stag would live. She vows to slaughter all stags for sport so she may piss on their carcasses and leave them to rot as revenge. Maybe sell a few bits of their bodies for profit. This malicious mentality has expanded to more than just deer. Killing and selling many different creatures, including wolves, if there is a reward involved.