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Name: Rose Solène Manon
Gender: Female
Nationality: French
Age: 24
Birthplace: outside Rennes, France
Occupation: Nurse
Appearance: 
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Personality: Gentle, kind, and understands the power of love. She is empathetic, but strong. She is not the type to cry over much but feels tremendously.
Secret/Fear: She fears depression
Background: (include present life/situation)
Born in a small home between the English Channel and Rennes, Rose was one of four children, all girls. She was the last girl, and after she was born, Rose’s mother told her father that she would bear no more children on his behalf. She could not take it again. And so, with three other girls to help with the house work and sewing, and day to day around the home chores, Rose’s father decided to treat Rose the way he might have a son, though he was a bit gentler. Rose didn’t mind, much preferring the out of doors, and picked up her father’s knack for hunting with archery and skinning skills with a knife. Her father had been a soldier previously but had gotten injured and often had to walk with a cane. He still managed to pass on what knowledge he had to her from his days fighting for France, and the little girl soaked it up. 

Rose was a good student in school. She would have been excellent if her mind had been on arithmetic and not 10 ways to hit Guillaume in the back of the head using her slingshot after he’d made fun of her dress. 

Rose graduated school and had no idea what she wanted to do besides help people. Most of her female friends were becoming secretaries, teachers, or working for the newspaper, and none of those were compelling enough for her. She began taking some medical training, learning everything she could about being a nurse. The blood never bothered her, after all the hunting she’d done with her father. And she was much better at understanding wounds thanks to some of what her father had taught her as well. But she had something different than him- her mother’s compassion and firmness. Rendering her a competent woman in the field to help all the resistance fighters and just general civilians harmed by the German soldiers.

Currently, she works as a nurse in the hospital, but the resistance and Allied fighters know her home, outside of Rennes where the Germans hardly pay attention, is open for them day or night.

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