Main profile (if applicable):
Full birth name: Marianna Jolene Jameson
Aliases/nicknames: Mary
Species: Human
Subspecies/Class: Veteran Great Khan
Age: Actually 33, but claims to be five years younger
Sex/Gender: Female
Height: 5'10"
Skin color: Tanned white
Hair color/style: Black, usually pulled into a long and sloppy ponytail
Eye color: Green
Scars/identifying marks:
-Tribal tattoo on lower back; Great Khan skull on right shoulder
-Right ear pierced several times, ornate silver hoops; left ear just a single stainless steel stud
-Forearms and knuckles are heavily scarred

Personality/demeanor: Mary is sarcastic and defensive about her private affairs, alternating equally between flirtatiousness and frostiness as her whims dictate. She has a secret daughter no one knows about, save her foster parents at the Followers of the Apocalypse, and would do anything to protect her. Her priorities can shift a bit, but she always puts herself and her child first; she's been with the Great Khans for twenty years and they saved her life, and for that she feels she owes them her life, but she's not about to throw it away needlessly. And though technically bisexual, for all practical purposes she is strictly a lesbian.
Alignment: Unfettered
Profession: Mercenary, Prospector, Dealer, Assassin; anything to bring caps home to the Khans.
Faction: Great Khans

Resistances: The Khan lifestyle gives her a high tolerance for alcohol and pain, in equal measure, and she can be stealthy and light on her feet when need be
Weaknesses: The Khan lifestyle doesn't exactly foster much book learning, although she can read and write and do enough math to count caps; she also has an irrational hatred of House and the NCR for their crimes against the Khans 
Fears/phobias: Most men make her nervous, and she fears for her daughter's life every day
Overall physical health: Excellent
Diseases: None
Psychiatric/mental diseases: PTSD as a result of being gang-raped when she was thirteen

SPECIAL/Statistics
Strength (STR): 7
Perception (PER): 5
Endurance (END): 6
Charisma (CHA): 6
Intelligence (INT): 4
Agility (AGL): 9
Luck (LUC): 3

Appearance
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Equipment details (please add as needed):
Recurve Bow - a simple yet elegant weapon which takes years to reach any skill with, Mary has been training in archery for almost thirty years and is perhaps one of the best archers in the Mojave
Climbing Axe - useful for climbing, obviously, the inverted tip makes for an excellent stealth weapon when planted in a man's skull from behind
2x 9mm Pistols - self explanatory

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Great Khan armored duster - Dissatisfied with the skimpy attire most Khan girls were assigned, Mary took the long coat off a dead bounty hunter and lined the inside with cured hides and thin metal bands, then painted Khan symbolism all over the whole thing and put studded leather pads in the forearms and shins. She plans to continue upgrading as time and resources allow.
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Possessions - ammo for her weapons, holsters and bandoleers to keep it all in, as well as a hefty pack for hauling loot out of the Wasteland. Loot and booze and pills, of course, lovely booze and pills. She also owns a small shack in Freeside, and unusually for the Khans, is on good terms with the Followers at the Old Mormon Fort.
Clothing - fairly standard stuff depending on the weather, yet regardless Mary always dresses lightly, so as to not be caught flat-footed or weighed down. A storm-chaser's hat, scarf and goggles round out the ensemble.

Any other information:

Raised by wealthy prospectors in Freeside, Mary lived a relatively sheltered life in her early years. Her father, an accomplished bowman, started her on the path to archery as well, something she took very well to as the years went by. All that changed when she was a young teenager, however; one evening she found herself surrounded by a group of drunken NCR troopers, and though she tried to escape they grabbed her, beat her and then passed her around all night long. She would never be the same, and a few weeks later she knew she was pregnant; that very night she took her bow and some clothes and ran away, incoherent thoughts raging in her head.

Bad luck brought her straight into a cazadore nest, and if it hadn't been for some passing Great Khans, she would have died there and then.

With nowhere else to go she stayed with the Khans, carrying her baby to term and giving birth with the help of the Followers of the Apocalypse. And after nursing her daughter for a few months, she made the difficult decision to give her to the Followers for adoption; she was just a kid herself, she could never raise one around the Khans, and the Khans were her family now. Before she left, though, she asked them to sterilize her permanently, so that she could never have children again.

Twenty years of warfare and expansion later she finally returned to Freeside, to learn her parents had died a few months back. The Followers vouched for her identity, and she reclaimed her parents' estate: a small but well-fortified shack and a stash of caps which she kept, and some weapons and gear that she gave back to the Khans, save for her father's bow and axe, and a pair of pistols.

Everything she has done since she fell in with the Khans has been for them, when it hasn't been for herself or her daughter. No one questions her standing within the legendary tribe, although she harbors ambitions of taking over and revitalizing them back into a force to be reckoned with, as they once had been.