Name: Sylvia Arturius
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Appearance: While lean and geared more towards deft, agile maneuvers, she isn't ridiculously scrawny but not desirably full-figured either. She stands at around 5'8''. She has light brown hair and dark green eyes.
Personality:
Warm-hearted and compassionate; Sylvia enjoys helping others. She is persistent, always striving for the truth and leading a respectful, dignified life. She is an extremely loyal person and often finds herself to attached to things/animals/people that catch her interest. Sylvia is always willing to stretch out a hand to those in need, caring little about her own self. She's very sensitive but is quite thick-headed when it comes down to personal relationships. Sylvia chooses to live with a smile on her face and without fear clouding her judgment.
Role: Herbivore Handler (Apatosauruses are cool kids :^) )
Inventory:
* Short-wave radio
* Waist pouch that holds: DMF Auto, Tanto Serrated, dino treats, flashlight, band-aids and neosporin.
Background:
An only child in a middle-class family, Sylvia had a fairly normal childhood if you exclude the fact that she had an obsession with animals. Unlike other kids her age, she was determined to become either a veterinarian or a zoologist. Life was good until Cristo II the Pooch passed away from old age. Sylvia was so depressed that she refused to touch or look at another animal.
Then a rather cliche event occurred. Sylvia was coming back from school all moody and hormonal when she heard the pitiful wails of a kitten stuck on a tree! Things led to another and a small tabby became the fourth member of Sylvia's family. Much to her parent's relief (chagrin), their daughter's love for animals was reignited. By the time she turned eighteen, the brunette was living in her own small apartment with two dogs, three cats, one parrot, two geckos, and a fat rabbit.