Hannah is a trim, petite woman in her early thirties. Hannah's hair is a blend of golden brown and blond. She tends to wear it loose and long. Hannah has large, cat-shaped eyes. They are green-blue hazel, tending to be more light green than blue.
Hannah is usually clad in durable, khaki-colored work pants, boots, and darker tan shirts. When the weather is cooler, she dons a fringed buckskin jacket. Her hat spends as much time hanging by its chin strap as it does on her head. She owns a few dresses, but rarely wears them unless forced to attend church, a funeral, or a wedding.
Bathing or a shower almost daily is something that Hannah enjoys. She doesn't mind getting dirty in the course of a day's work, but hates going to bed feeling dirty.
Hannah rarely takes the time to do more than brush her long, thick hair, leaving it to its own devices. It tends to look somewhat disheveled, wild, and unkempt.
Traits & Characteristics
Intelligent (+): Hannah is highly intelligent. Her father encouraged her to consider college, but she was happy at home.
Fearless (+/-): Hannah is brave to a fault. Unfortunately, sometimes she does not read situations correctly which can become dangerous for her.
Impetuous, but not rash (+)
Cool in a crisis (+)
Spirited (+/-): Hannah's fierce and, sometimes, wild spirit has lost her more than one potential suitor. However, her father is proud of her, encouraging her to not change just to conform to society's dictates.
Hannah has a lovely, slightly husky voice with a trace of a Montana drawl. She speaks in calm, even tones although she will raise her voice if the situation calls for it.
Most people in and around Kalispell know Hannah and like her for her spirit and fierce independence. They also know they can rely on her to perform her duties as deputy marshal in an objective and fair manner. She is completely fearless, unless there are spiders involved! Hannah is know to be somewhat impetuous, but she is not rash and will look at all of the angles before leaping into most dangerous situations.
Employer Name: Kalispell Town Council
Position: Deputy Marshal
Details: Routine duties as assigned.
Marksman (rifle, bow)
Horseback Riding (uses a custom Indian rig)
Hand-to-Hand Combat: Hannah has had no formal training in the art of basic fighting. She cannot hit as hard as a man, but she is a scrapper and can make her blows count. Hannah is smart. She knows she cannot win in a one-on-one altercation with most men and will go for her gun first.
Weapons: Hannah is a good shot with both a handgun and rifle, but she excels with the rifle. She is also a deadly shot with bow and arrow.
Handgun: Colt .44-40
Hobbies & Interests
Aliases / Nicknames
Marshal's Residence, just east of town.
Place of Birth
Fort Kalispell, Montana
Kith & Kin
Father: Scott Cory (Kalispell Town Marshal)
Mother: Yvonne Cory (deceased)
Shade Thornton (1853 - Present; friend, ex-fiancé): Hannah and Shade were childhood friends and teenage sweethearts. They began dating at the age of sixteen and and planned to be married in the spring of their seventeenth year. While on a shopping trip a few days prior to the planned elopement date, Shade was embroiled in a gunfight and killed a man. He lit out from Montana, leaving Hannah standing at the altar. Over the years, his alleged exploits have continued to taint how she views him.
| March 13, 1846 |
Born to Yvonne and Scott Cory, Kalispell, Montana
Yvonne dies from complications of a difficult childbirth.
| 1846 to 1856 (a. 1-10) |
Hannah's mother died only a few days after she was born. She was raised by a doting father who admits he did not really quite know how to raise a daughter. He had grown up in a house full of boys so tended to treat Hannah as he had his younger brothers. With a natural proclivity to be a tomboy, this suited Hannah just fine.
Although her father made sure she went to school, he was less inclined to make sure she stayed there. Hannah would often slip out a window and take off. She was very smart, but rather indifferent to learning. All she really wanted to do was be with her father. Fortunately, the Cory's housekeeper, Mrs. Rockfort, made sure that Hannah learned some of the basics of being a girl. She also took time to teach her to cook and maintain the house.
| 1856 to 1866 (a. 10-20) |
1853: Meets Shade Thornton
1862: Shade proposes to Hannah.
1862: Shade leaves Montana the night before the scheduled elopement.
Hannah met Shade Thornton when he was sent to the Catholic school in Fort Kalispell. They formed a rather tempestuous friendship based in a large part on their shared dislike of authority. By the time she was sixteen and Shade seventeen, a fiery friendship had turned to an equally fiery romance. Shade proposed to Hannah early in 1862. Hannah's father refused permission for them to marry. He told them that if they felt the same way in a year or two, he would reconsider. Ever impulsive, Hannah agreed to elope with Shade when he returned from a scheduled trip to escort his future sister-in-law to Missoula for a final round of pre-wedding shopping.
Shortly before they were due to return to Kalispell, Shade was embroiled in a gunfight with a man who had attacked Regina. It was clearly a case of self-defense, and there were numerous witnesses, so no charges were brought against Shade. Still, the man's brothers vowed to get Shade and anyone that got in their way. Shade made the decision to leave the territory. Unaware of the events in Missoula, Hannah arrived at the place where she and Shade had agreed to meet. She waited an entire day before coming to the realization that he had left her standing at the altar.
Upon hearing what had happened, Hannah tried to understand Shade's reasons for deserting her, but she was desperately hurt by the fact that he made no effort to contact her. As things happen, the news of her planned elopement leaked out and Hannah began overhearing sly remarks about her relationship with Shade. With humiliation heaped on top of her hurt feelings, love turned to hate. Over time, as news of Shade's exploits as a gunfighter filtered in, Hannah convinced herself that she had been fortunate that he had left. She felt that she had learned a valuable lesson and dodged a bullet where Shade Thornton was concerned.
| 1866 to 1875 (a. 20-29) |
1866 (a. 22): Takes job as Deputy Marshal
In 1860, Hannah's father became marshal of Kalispell, leaving her to tend their small farm on her own. Although her days were busy, she was still restless and felt rather unfulfilled.
Marshal Cory was wounded in a shootout during a robbery attempt in 1862 that required a few weeks of rest and recuperation. With the aid of a posse that she formed, Hannah brought in the shooters and saw they stood trial. The town council asked her to stay on in her father's place until he could recover and return to work.
Once Cory was able to return to his duties, he offered his daughter the job of deputy. She accepted and has been quite happy in the job.
Graduated high school; can read, write and do basic math.
Languages: English (native), smattering of French (learned from Canadian travelers)
Animals & Pets
Breed: Appaloosa (black roan)
Height: 15.3 hands
Markings: Jingo is a splotchy black roan Appaloosa. His mane and tail are black and gray. He has what people call a broomtail, meaning it is short and scruffy. Ringo has black stockings on all four legs.
Jingo was caught during a round up of mustangs. Scott Cory took pity on the ragged colt and bought it for his daughter. Jingo is rather hard to handle and refused to take a conventional saddle. Since Hannah preferred riding bareback, Scott had the local saddlery make her a bareback rig.
Hannah is completely open for plots. She is a supporting character so, while I am open to romantic relationships, she might get uneven play. Please feel free to contact me for regular scenes!
While the site's rating is 333, I will not write graphic smut or violence. Romantic scenes will have to fade-to-black (non-negotiable).
"Right," Hannah replied. "I'll need to let the Marshall know what happened as well. Sure am dreading his retirement." She shook her head at that. Her father had served in law enforcement in some form or fashion for many years. He deserved to retire yet Hannah could not imagine him doing nothing more than piddling around on their little farm.
She vaulted onto her horse's back and slid her rifle into the scabbard. "Let's go."
"Addy, Mr. Pike, thank you for giving me a heads up on this incident. I'll keep a close eye on any of the comings and goings of Steelgrave's gang," Hannah said. With her father thinking about retiring, she sure did not need more trouble out of Whitefish and the Steelgraves. "Anything else that I can do for you before I head out?"
Hannah nodded her agreement and turned to make her way back to the horses and wagon. It was best to call it quits for now. She knew Addy could take care of herself. However, neither Hannah or Addy had the firepower to make much of a dent in a bear the size of Ole Satan. On top of that, she had no idea how good the doctor was with a gun. It did not make sense going up against an enraged grizzly under these circumstances.
As they reached the wagon, Hannah called out, "We tracked the bear to the treeline. Didn't make sense to go any further. You two about ready to head back for town?"
Hannah knew it was no laughing matter. However, she also chuckled. "You're right. I think we're attributing more intelligence to this critter than he warrants." She stopped a few yards from the tree line. "On over that way is Lost Lake Ranch. Tracks lead straight into the treeline. I think it's time to gather up Addy and the Doc and head back for town. I can ride up to the ranch house, check in with Shade and see if they are having bear troubles."
There was also a good chance that Hannah would catch some of the riders or family from the Thornton place in town. If she did, it would be a good opportunity to find out what they were planning.
"Planning anything where Case Steelgrave's concerned is hazardous to one's health. I've heard he has a whole little gang up in Whitefish that watches his back too," Hannah told Pike. "Word is that he is a killer, a gun for hire. Problem is, due to how he conducts his business, there's nothing linking him, no clear evidence. Leastways, so far that's been the case."
"Another thing to take care with, Mr. Pike, is old Elias Steelgrave. He won't tolerate any interference with his family. In fact, I am surprised that Shade Thornton is still alive. He killed the youngest Steelgrave boy thirteen years ago. 'Course, word was that Elias was tired of cleaning up after Calvin. Rapes, beatings...even rumors that he'd killed a couple of prostitutes. That whole family is as crazy as a bag of cats."
Hannah nodded her agreement, "No, we need to stop at the treeline. The tracks appear to be heading west, means he'll cross the boundary onto Lost Lake Ranch." She shook her head, "I cannot really say that he is looking for people. He just seems opportunistic and totally unafraid of us. If he's the same bear that escaped from that circus all those years ago, he's really old. More like he's just hunting livestock...easy prey."
Hannah had reservations about just the two of them tracking the beast down. It was a huge animal that seemingly had no fear of humans. Of course, it was just an animal and that meant that it could be killed.
"Absolute caution," Hannah agreed and started forward, walking just beside the tracks.
Hannah had gotten the word about the shooting when she came back from checking into another bear attack. On top of that, word had come from Lost Lake Ranch that Ezra Hale had been badly mauled. That meant they would be preparing to go after the animal. She couldn't blame them. The Hales were practically family. The deputy on desk duty offered to go in her stead, but Hannah shook her head. While the job of town marshal was transitioning from her father to Mr. Guyer, she needed to handle the major reports.
A few minutes later, Hannah arrived at the stage's livery. She rapped on the door as she opened it and entered, "It's Hannah Cory, Addy." Her eyebrows rose slightly. "Sorry for the delay, was out at the Dawson place. What happened?"
Hannah grinned at Guyer's ongoing attempts at not being offensive, "I think we can safely call it a him. After all, if it's Ole Satan, then prevailing legend states that its a boar," she gave the proper gender name for male bears.
She continued to walk in ever-widening circles until she spotted some dirt that looked a bit churned up. Kneeling down, Hannah gently traced the disturbed ground with one finger. She knew enough about tracking to know that the depth of the track indicated an animal of unprecedented size and weight. It fit right in with the reports coming in from around the region. The track also headed west where, if the bear kept going, it would meet the border of Lost Lake Ranch.
"Mr. Guyer, looks like it may have headed this way," Hannah said, pointing her rifle in the direction of the track.
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