Name: Glare
Nickname: Eve
Age:25
Appearance:She wears a leather corset, with strap that crossed over her stomach. The straps have pouches attached to it which she used to carry items she finds or needs to use. Her hair was dark brown cut short with a curl, her eyes grey but she can see shes not blind. She has on a pare of leather pants black pants. Her boots are like combat boots but slimmer and less weight. Her height is about 5 feet and 2 inches, her skin is tan though still on the pale side. She does keep weapons on her hidden under a arm brace which, and two hidden in her boot. At her sides though she has two swords. They aren't long but they are narrow almost like knives but deadlier.
Personality: Her pride will get the better of her and she will show off around her friends.How ever she isn't unkind even if she comes off as bold or blunt. Her other self it quiet and shy, but protective over friends and children. She isn't afraid to say what she thinking. Her fears is the unknown, she hates not knowing or understanding things. Eve is afraid of fire and prefers the night over the morning sun, though glare feels the same preferring the shadows to the light path.Glare enjoys challenges and will push herself to her limits.
Biography:She grew up with her family when she was a child, only to have them be taken away leaving her on her own. She resorted to any means to survive. As she grew up she found she wasn't the only one struggling and tried to help those in need. That's when she ran into them, others who where trying to help people though they did it with fair trade. She doesn't like guns very much finding knives to be better.(she never learned to shoot)
Unique Trait: Have a personality disorder a second person name Eve who is sweet innocent and has a knack with animals. Glare herself is good with horses but as for dogs and small animals she cant get them to listen. Both are nimble like a cat and able to hide in small spaces. (as i mean by nimble I mean trapiez nimble)
Equipment: Two knives in her boot, two under her braces, and two swords at her hips. Some times carriers a vile of poison, but rarely.
Motto: One mans trash another treasure