Kea

Name: Kea Dupont
Race: African American
Gender: Female
Occupation: Chef/Restaurant Owner
Age: 29
Height: 5'9
Weight: 160

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Inventory

• Small first aid kit [2/3 uses]
  
• Heavy Duty flashlight
  
• Small Backpack
  
• Colt Python - 2 bullets.
  
• Water Bottle - Full
  
• Water Bottle - Full
  
• Can of chili
  
• Key to room 2-1-6

Background: Kea was born in Louisiana to family of two hard working parents and three siblings. Being the oldest had as many perks as it had drawbacks to it. Feigned politeness underscored by impatience and a hands on approach to most things. Raised at in modest earnings keyed up competitiveness within the family and Kea excelled in school while learning from her mother all things culinary. Cooking became an art form for her and while her mathematics skill could have easily landed her a better job anywhere else she was drawn into the often thankless life of a chef. She picked up experience in crescent city's restaurants and that was that. She pooled her money and opened her own. Employing her younger siblings and her aging mother as advice she used her keen financial skills to keep the place open amid all sorts of hardship.

Despite her skill and talent it's hard to keep a restaurant going when the dead rise. In a bitterness words cant express she fled New Orleans. Going north in search of safety and family.

Appearance: Kea stands relatively tall for a woman. Her black hair stretches down to the middle of her back but kept tied up into a thick bun like she would when working. While her eyes are a light chestnut brown they are offset by some lines of stress starting to show. Her youthful beauty is starting to mature, much to her discontent. For clothes she wears a red long sleeved shirt with the words 'Bishop' written in white letting on the front. She wears a gray flannel over the shirt with a black messenger bag on her side. Khakis stained with mud and black non slip shoes showing signs of wear and tear. On her left hand is a light scar stretching across three fingers.

DLC CLOTHES-Her long black hair is cut short to her neck and kept underneath a red beanie with a small brim attached to it. She's wearing a black turtleneck with the ends of the sleeves frayed and full of holes. Over it is a gray flannel splotched with dried mud and blood and over that is a navy blue winter coat with the hoodie taken off. She wears a fresh pair of khakis and is fortunate enough to be wearing two pairs of socks, one over another in a pair of thick black boots.

Personality: Kea tries to be as nice as her patience will allow which ultimately doesnt stretch very far. When faced with a situation, any situation really Kea wants to be at the forefront of its solution and will buck at anyone who attempts to put it off to the side or even worse, sideline her from the action. She's determined to get permanent safety wherever it may be and doesnt like screwing around about it. Despite her short temper she cares about the people around her and understands that the more people she has with her the better all their chances will be. Growing up with siblings gave her that understanding and she wont waste a chance to make a friend as rare as they're getting these days. She is more than happy to help anyone with their problems and while shes underestimated for a variety of reasons she still enjoys solving problems, whether its one of math or one of survival.

Interesting notes:
Cant swim
Speaks fluent French
Big fan of the New Orleans Saints
Amazing Cook

Keys:
The Key of Impatience: What difference does it make? We can die tomorrow just as easily as we can today!

The Key of the Sentinel: C'mon kiddo, I got you, aint nothing gonna come at you no more.