Lily is, in fact, a male. He lives in Vancouver, BC. He tends to dislike clam chowder pussy and writing about himself in third person.
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Appearance
Lillith Bradford, otherwise known as Lily, appears to be around 5'7" ft tall with a slim body appearance. Her skin is slightly tanned, the natural pale color replaced by a touch of copper fade. Her upper torso, from the length of her arms to her neck bone are decorated in heavy black markings and dots. Several junk and trinket necklaces trail from her neck. There is a black leather tri-ring collar around her throat that reads, simply, “Radinov”.
Her attire is primitive, somewhat cut out from a high fantasy novel cover. She wears a dark brown loincloth, covered by a second loincloth, similar to a male breechclout. Her moccasins are designed to reach just beneath her knees, made from tanned leather. She has much of her upper torso exposed though this hardly bothers her (Aside from random staring). Attached around her wrists are a pair of bracers, which are usually covered by a pair of cowhide gloves.
She carries with her a large hunting spear, hand-made to allow better use in throwing and handling. She has a M21 Rifle exposed from her backpack. Around her waist are a pair of Colt .45 Revolvers and a large, menacing .44; Each decorated with paints and feathers. On her right leg is a large 12 inch Tribal knife and sheath.
Her physical appearance is covered by a few body modifications and tattoos. Close inspection of her tribal markings reveals the caste of her occupation; That of a huntress; On her left calf is a monarch butterfly tattoo; Beneath her left wrist is a flickering flame; While often hidden by her collar, there is a hammer and sickle tattoo on the back of her neck. Her navel is pierced by a pair of silver marks; Both of her nipples are adorned with a copper and silver ring; Her tongue has a single bar decoration piercing within.
History
Lily was born to a family of merchants at Denver. While on a convoy trip to the remains of the West Coast, the caravan fleet was attacked by raiders and she was left for dead as an infant. As luck may have had it, she was discovered by a Tribal scavenger who was drawn to the conflict and Lily was brought back to the Scorched Earth village, adopted by an unknown Tribesman.
As time passed, Lily grew up beneath the tutelage of the Tribe elders, training to become an agricultural worker and a scavenger. Despite her minor role, Lily developed a desire to explore the ruins of crumbling civilization and sought to become an avid adventurer. Starting at a young age, she was known to follow behind other scout members in attempts to fulfill her curiosity.
Throughout her life within the village, she would often hear the stories of the events surrounding the outside world. At times these stories frightened her, concerning the savagery of human nature and the violent destruction brought about by war and technology. Strangely, despite having learnt of such dangers, Lily felt the urge to witness the terror of such news.
At age sixteen, Lily came beneath a series of tragic events that would change her life permanently. Though she was known to be more friendly towards strangers from beyond her community, she came across a group of Badland Original members that raped and left her for dead. The event traumatized her, leaving her with an unwanted life within her womb and developing a deep hatred for the Badland Originals.
When she finally learnt that she bore the child of one of her assailants, Lily left into the desert and proceeded to kill the fetus alone. This second event nearly ended her life though once again she was found and rescued by a fellow Tribesman and brought back to the village where she recovered successfully.
Finally, weary of the unfair circumstances that came to her life, Lily sought to pursue her goal without any means of reason to stay. She began to train herself as a hunter and scavenger, learning the most advanced techniques of spear fighting, tracking and wilderness lore. When her training was completed, she set out into the desert alone, returning only for a few replenishing her supplies and distributing her fare to her tribe.
From time to time, she has been encountered or witnessed the spectacle of which her childhood were composed from. It is uncertain as to whether or not she would return to the village for good. More than once, unknowingly, she has met with other more famous/notorious figures in her travels though in the end they serve little to her memory.
They say, that at night a wanderer treads beneath the blanket of myriad stars, as if though lost in some place, some time.