Great, thanks for your interest, Phi! If you want to start thinking about a character, I've included a character sheet.

Here's my character.

Name: Maggie West
Gender: Female
Age: Twenty-Five
Appearance:

Maggie stands at five foot, eight inches. She has long, red hair, which hangs pin-straight down to the middle of her back. Heavy bangs hide her small, almond-shaped green eyes. A splattering of freckles adorn her cheeks, which are pale as she spends very little time in the sun. Her lips are generally pursed in a slight scowl, and she rarely smiles. She shows little emotion, and many find her difficult to read. The woman only wears makeup when the situation calls for it - attempting to disguise herself, for example. Her outfit of choice consists of blue jeans, work boots, solid-colored t-shirts and her father's brown, Carhartt jacket.

Personality: Once, Maggie was a cheerful young woman. She was bubbly, happy, and warm to everyone. Her smile would light up a room, and many told her that it was enough to make their day. She attended social events, she had friends, she was on teams and in clubs. Then her father died. As she learned more about the realities behind her father's death, and the terrible horrors that existed in the shadows, she hardened. Her smile faded, her eyes grew dark, and she lost that warmth that so many people had once thanked her for. Now, she is often as silent as darkness she hunts in. When she speaks, her voice is measured, monotone and emotionless. Her words are all perfectly chosen, so that she never says anything more than she must. She does not care for displays of emotion, and shies away from even the most harmless pat on the back. She wants nothing to do with friendship or romance. Maggie has dedicated her life to ridding the world of the supernatural, and she cares little for who or what she hurts in the process.

Views on the Supernatural: Maggie blames her father's death on all things supernatural, as he was killed while on a hunt. Her drive to wipe out everything remotely paranormal caused her to drop out of college and hunt using the small fortune her father left behind. For this reason, she feels no remorse killing anything supernatural, regardless of whether it is "evil" or not. There is no "good" or "bad" in her eyes. All things that are not natural must be removed. The woman has been hunting since she was twenty-one, using her father's research and his old friends.

Brief History: There was a time when Maggie was sheltered from all of this. She lived, a normal, happy life. She and her father had been on their own, as her mother died in a car accident when she was young, but they did fine. Her father ran a business, and they never had to worry about money. Maggie grew up in a small Michigan town, attended high school, ran track and field. She had friends. She made even more friends when she went off to Michigan State University to study business. She would follow in her father's footsteps, creating her own business. Maybe she and her boyfriend of two years would settle down and have a family. She thought about it all the time. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. She did not even question her father's decision to become a night watchman at Detroit's Fort Wayne. "I just like history, and I need a new hobby," he told her, and she believed him. They were happy.

Then she met David. While walking back to her apartment from her morning EC 304 class, a large, black Ford F150 pulled up along side her. The driver rolled the passenger-side window down, and Maggie offered a friendly wave and a smile. She assumed it was someone she knew, stopping by to exchange greetings. But the older, African American man with the messy black hair and tattoos was a stranger to her. "Maggie," he called out to her. She frowned, wondering how he knew her name. "Get in the car." When she shook her head, he tried again. "Its about your dad, Alex. Maggie, he's had an accident." That was all she needed to hear. Alex took her to his house, and explained everything. Her father's interest in the supernatural, and his desire to find the spirit of Maggie's mother. His training and time spent as a hunter. His many adventures, and then, his horrible death. "He thought it was a violent spirit of some sort. A buruburu maybe. Something in that fort was making others angry. Two of the workers and three tourists had lashed out at those around them, nearly killing someone and injuring two others. It was getting bad, so he took the night watchman job and started hunting." David took a shuddering breath. "But it wasn't a buruburu he found. I-I think it was a ghoul. And it killed him. I'm so sorry, Maggie."

Maggie locked herself away in her apartment for a few days, overcome with grief and confused beyond imagination. But while standing beside her father's grave during the funeral, she made a decision. She would drop out of school. She would leave everything behind, and avenge her father's death. With help from David and people David introduced her to, she trained. And the first thing she did was return to Fort Wayne to kill the ghoul. The years passed. Another stroke of bad luck befell her, as she watched many of her mentors, David included, fall while hunting. Now alone, she has continued to follow any lead she can get her hands on. For that reason, when she received a mysterious message from a stranger, she did not hesitate to accept the offer. If it meant killing those duck, she would give it her all.

Specialty: Maggie has been working on the cases deemed "lower risk" for the last four years, taking care of wendigos, skin-walkers, shape-shifters, ghosts, even a chupacabra. She also killed the ghoul that killed her father. She has little experience with the "big players," such as demons, vampires and werewolves. Now that most of her father's friends have died (they had provided her with her leads, teaching her and building her up for bigger things), she is eager to move on. Through her mentors, she learned how to protect herself, and how to kill a number of different supernatural beings.

Theme Song: Bad Blood by Bastille