Abattre

Name: Original name lost to time, goes by Abattre
Age: 22 at time of cursing
Pronouns: she/her, they/them
Species: formerly human
Height: 5'10"

In her small town lost to time and place, Abattre is one of the members of her community to fully embrace their situation. She sees it as a chance to be everything she couldnt be in their normal lives and holds nothing back. Shes loud, rowdy, belligerent, and crude and she loves being big and strong. Frequently demonstrating this strength by picking up people or things and just chucking them. She doesnt display more tender emotions, but anyone who knows her knows not to do anything to slight the people she actually cares about. She wont meddle in their lives but the moment things go south shes willing to step in, though her solutions are usually on the extreme side. Shes quite happy with the way things are and is content to live out her hearts desires. Despite her big personality and insistence of her strength, shes relatively easy to fluster, and is very weak to complements. But dont misunderstand, she can absolutely back up her claims and getting on her bad side has lethal consequences. 

Funfacts
-her body-mouth can open, but no ones ever seen whats inside of it
-her claws are retractable
-she is almost always yelling
-enjoys a good joke more than most
-doesnt have eyes
-despite her very physical activities and decades of use, she has soft hands
-likes to eat everything raw for the hell of it
-one of the most feared members of the town for her quick temper and physical ability to back it up
-is sometimes called "Abba" by Coath and Thyme, but will get angry if they do it in public
-doesnt know how to apologize