Elizabeth Hannah Hadley, MD

Usually just "Lizzie" to friends and family, her Amazon-expeditionary colleagues are politely invited to call her Dr. Hadley, until and unless she comes to know and trust them.  Until then, she'll maintain well-mannered courtesy with them, freely contributing all of her considerable skills and expertise to the success of the mission, but holding her true private inner self at a bit of a cool reserve, and sleeping with one eye open and her gun close at hand.  That sense of detachment is likely bolstered by an intentionally stodgy academic's wardrobe, which betrays little of the shape of her body beneath layers of thin jungle-friendly grey and brown cotton, and comes complete with the obligatory pair of spectacles to correct a mild case of farsightedness when she's reading small text or peering at minute close-up details.  She writes, throws, and shoots her gun left-handed, and she would punch left-handed as well, if she'd ever thrown a punch in her life: she's small and delicate enough that even just the idea of her holding her own in a physical confrontation is flatly laughable.  Instead, she's built on a slender frame of willowy limbs and generously lush curves, her long vivid auburn hair accompanied by the inevitable light spangling of cutesy cheekbone freckles, her dark green eyes wide and alert and curious, and her soft soprano voice quiet and breathy and sultry.

Alluring though they may be, most of these qualities, much to Lizzie's frustration, do nothing at all to suggest the fact that she's one of the preeminent genius minds of her generation.  She graduated Oxford University School of Medicine three years younger than most of her classmates, with specialties in nephrology and in general and trauma surgery, a thorough grounding in the study of world religion and mythology, and enough talent with the oboe and bassoon that her tutors insisted that she could have pursued a career in music if she'd chosen it.  In addition, a nomadic youth accompanying her renowned archaeologist father all over the globe left her with a gift for languages, and she speaks well over a dozen of them fluently.  Absolutely ferocious about refusing to let anyone marginalize or underestimate her for being a tiny flimsy little wisp of a young woman, she brazenly barged into a notoriously conservative profession entirely dominated by profoundly arrogant men, scandalizing their chauvinistic sensibilities with the simple fact of her gender (nor did her native Irish lilt likely win her many friends among all those fanatically pompous Englishmen either).  She had planned on enjoying a long and brilliant career as a surgeon in London, but she's also been a proud daddy's girl her entire life, and couldn't bear the thought of letting her beloved father's disappearance into the mysterious Amazon go unsolved.  And so she's put her entire life in the UK on hold to go chasing after him into the deep dark South American jungle, much to the likely relief of the male surgical staff at London St. George's Hospital.

Vital Stats
Ht. / Wt. : 5'1" / 102 lbs
Hair/Eyes : Auburn Red / Dark Green
Age / DOB : 26 yrs / 2 Nov 1928
Birthplace: Galway, Ireland