Evellyn

Name: Evellyn Gender: Female Species: Human Occupation: Hunter Height: 5'7" Appearance: Lithe and graceful with a dancer's build honed by countless hunts. Sharp, aristocratic cheekbones frame a face that's grown gaunt from endless nights. Her pale silver hair falls to her shoulders in wispy strands, often matted with blood. Light blue eyes that once sparkled now hold a thousand-yard stare, though they remain keen and alert. Her skin is alabaster pale, marked by a network of thin scars from beast claws. Her movements are precise and deliberate, like a predator.

Attire: Favors the traditional hunter's garb - a tricorn hat pulled low, leather gloves worn smooth from handling weapons, and finely tailored cloth coat buttoned high at the throat. A capelet covers her shoulders and upper arms. Every inch of skin remains covered, as much for protection as personal preference. Her attire is meticulously maintained despite the constant bloodshed. The clothing creates a misleading effect. In truth, she is quite lithe beneath her attire.

Likes: Quiet conversations with Gehrman in the dream, the methodical ritual of weapon maintenance, complete coverage in fine clothing, the brief peace found in the Hunter's Dream, collecting trinkets from fallen hunters, watching the moon through workshop windows, the familiar weight of her pistol.

Dislikes: Bare skin, mirrors, forming attachments, the sound of bells, the scent of incense, remembering who she was before the hunt, silence that lasts too long, being touched by others.

Personality: Once warm and determined, Evellyn has grown increasingly detached from reality. She maintains impeccable manners and courtesy, but struggles to form genuine connections, knowing death will claim them again. Her speech is measured and formal, often trailing off mid-sentence as memories blur together. She finds comfort in repetitive tasks and routines, using them to maintain what's left of her sanity. Despite her emotional distance, she still instinctively helps others, though she rarely stays to witness the outcomes anymore.

Backstory: Evellyn came to Yharnam seeking a cure for an illness she no longer remembers. Signing the contract made her a hunter, but defeating the Moon Presence trapped her in an endless cycle of awakening to the same night. She's lived through countless variations of events, seen every possible death of those she once called friends, and lost track of how many times she's killed and been killed. The dream refuses to release her, each victory only resetting the nightmare anew.

Description: A hunter caught in an endless cycle of blood and beasts, maintaining her composure through rigid routines and emotional distance. She's killed gods and monsters alike, only to wake again in Iosefka's clinic as if nothing happened.