Name: Kenna Campbell Archer
Nicknames: K.C. or K-Cam [very rare]
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Nationality: American
Species: Human
Hunter Family: Formerly Grimm
Family: Mother - Unknown, Father - Ashkenaz [formerly known as John Archer]
Position in School: Senior
Type of Student: Transfer
Residence: Waldgrave Hall
Roommate: Barbie McCall
Soulmate: Luke Danvers

Personality: Brusque. Industrious. Deliberate. Unpredictable. Each is a word that might be used to describe Kenna Archer. Of course, upon deeper scrutiny, one will find a plethora of other terms that fit just as well. A study in dichotomy and born during the month of May, Kenna is unquestionably true to a Gemini’s dual nature. Taciturn and individualistic, others see her as stand-offish and have a difficult time relating to her. It is not completely unheard of to find Kenna downright abusive to people she dislikes or has lost all patience with. More often than not, those on the receiving end of her displeasure are of the feminine persuasion. With a hefty repulsion of ‘teen social strata’ coupled with a demeanor both earthy and athletic, yet far from girlish, Kenna finds herself more comfortable with the boys than with the girls. It goes without saying that doesn’t sit well with the ‘admired’ female populace. One need not worry, Kenna is tougher than she looks and she refuses to let the barbs, the backstabbing and the rumors affect her. She finds solitude agreeable, seeing no necessity in constant companions.

Reared with both great freedom and an austere hand; Kenna is insubordinate and resents any authority which sets limits on what she can, and cannot, do. Even so, if you can cut through her hard shell and prove yourself trustworthy, her respect knows few bounds. Just be prepared, she isn’t one to open up easily; therefore earning a place within her inner circle isn’t an event that will happen overnight. A rule breaker, inherently and by trade, Kenna was one to indulge in the somewhat amoral lifestyle she was surrounded by in her formative years. Incidents over the past twenty-six months have not only reformed certain preconceived notions she once swore by, but also solidified her beliefs on other matters. The outcome has left the young Hunter much more cynical than she once was. She now knows, firsthand, the veiled darkness that most cannot discern for their rose-colored glasses.

Appearance: With the pretty, fresh looks of your typical girl-next-door, Kenna is more the ‘best friend’ than the 'homecoming queen'. Standing at a mere 5’3” and weighing a whopping 103 pounds, she is certainly not intimidating. No, the visual perception might be one of a tiny girl in need of protection. Don’t let that false vision fool you. Yes, she is petite; but her slightly boyish figure belies a reservoir of strength found in those that keep themselves in top shape. A sleek waterfall of thick, espresso colored hair frames a piquant, heart-shaped face. No harsh lines or exotic features grace her visage, instead you’ll find a pale, cameo complexion as the setting for a soft, rosebud mouth, a small, button-like nose and lushly lashed, almond shaped eyes. It is Kennas’ eyes, of all her countenance, that most catch your attention upon first glance. For it is in those startling, deep ultramarine orbs that you glimpse the wealth of knowledge, tempered with world weariness, that she carries within her.

Strengths: Kenna is a fierce competitor and natural leader. Though she is human, possessing no supernatural abilities, she does keep herself in prime fighting form. In her earliest memories, she can recall her fathers constant conditioning. Day after day, a myriad of techniques and styles were thrust upon her and she was expected to learn quietly and quickly. Weapons were also of import, they have to be when you’re hunting. Her specialties are Sai, Escrima sticks, Tonfa, Kama, duel wielding small knives, and hey, you cannot go wrong with a good, old-fashioned police baton. Discipline of the mind was just as critical as training for the body. Meditation and Ki are an integral part of her daily life. Both have provided her the ability to put aside physical and mental injuries, leaving her capable of finishing what needs be finished or of finding safety. Perceptive, patient and self-possessed, one will find it difficult to throw Kenna off of her game. A formal education was not afforded her, but she is quite street smart and is a voracious reader. She’s learned much thru self-sufficiency.

Weaknesses: For every action, there is an opposite, but equal, reaction. For many of our strengths, there is a corresponding weakness. It is Kennas outspokenness, her predilection for not doing things by the book, which can lead her to serious troubles. This is not merely on a personal level, but on a legal one as well. Her tenacity masks the fear of failure; a deep seeded need to show she more than capable. Her upbringing has left her prejudiced against beings with superhuman abilities and judgmental of those without them. It is that very upbringing that has left her unsocial and, to some extent, emotionally stunted. Kenna may hide her hair-trigger temper behind what appears to be a placid barricade of emotionlessness, but heaven help you should that wall crumble in your presence. And though she is a speedy learner, and avid reader, her lack of a formal education has left her knowledge of certain subjects and interaction skills underdeveloped.

History: Kenna was raised solely by her father, John Archer. John never spoke of her mother, and to this day, Kenna doesn’t even know the name of the woman who birthed her. Her father was a Hunter, and as such, he carted his daughter back and forth across the country while he conducted ‘family affairs’. The ‘family’ was the Grimm Hunters, the ‘affairs’ were killings of supposedly renegade supernatural creatures. Long before John Archer was a Hunter, he was a god-fearing man who followed the words of the good book. Though the beings he hunted were semi-human, they were breaking Gods laws by being murderers themselves. He was merely meting out an early sentencing before the Almighty needed to bother. It was in this world of spurious religion and blood that Kenna grew. John was a stern role model and even harsher task master. If Kenna did not act as she were told, or performed something incorrectly, a round of brutal beatings was received. In fact, there is many a scar she hides to this day as a result of her ‘fathers love’. Through it all, her father taught her not a few useful things. Kenna learned to fight; to analyze; to track and discern patterns and conclusions. She was indoctrinated in a course of dogma, prejudice and mistrust. When he felt it was time, John brought his little girl into the family business with him and life as a Hunter began, en force, for Kenna Archer. By and by the years went, and life as Kenna knew it went on. As many teens, she experienced rebellion, a loss of faith, and formation of her own opinions; nothing so completely earth shattering. Not until twenty-six months ago.

You see, John had been growing increasingly disturbed, his sanctimonious viewpoint melding into something quite fanatical. He believed himself to be ‘more than man’, yet nothing like the things he hunted. John Archer fancied himself an angel. An angel sent by God to cleanse the earth of all that was unnatural. He took the name Ashkenaz, “the fire that spreads”, and left behind the ideals of the Grimm family. Though she assisted her father over the years, Kenna herself never tortured or toyed with those they hunted. Despite the fact they were not human, she firmly believed even they deserved a quick death. As did her father, until his transformation. The old, the infirm and even children suffered at the hands of Ashkenaz. He began picking up followers in the Hunter community; rogues who followed no one, as he now did. It was becoming a cult and Kenna could bear it no longer. There was a bloody confrontation with John and Kenna was left for dead; but not before he swore to her that he would find all the ones he’d left alive and rid his earth of them as well. With that final act, the thing that was once John Archer set her on her path. Kenna would find the ones she could, and she would protect them from the beast she once called ‘Father’.

Extracuricular Activities

• Track & Field
• Archery
• Swim Team
• Photography