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Christian Name: Neena Thurman
True Name: (the reflection of your blessing) Cheat (would use domino but doesnt sound like it would fit)
From: nomad
Powers: (For each power you have, there must be some sort of mark or disfigurement, the greater the power the greater the mark, No more than 3 powers.) subconsciously able to turn the luck of hers or others around her, good or bad it would also seem her powers has cursed her skin to turn pale white
Pros: (Character's strength, either or skill or power based) expert markmen, with very nimble fingers
Cons:(Same as pros but the opposite, anything that can prove to be a hindrance to them in missions and every day life) her powers have a tendency of making her enemies, people calling her a cheat, terrified of live chickens
Virtue: patience,determination,confidence
Vice: Thieving,Secrecy
Favored weapon: bow and arrow
Favored profession/Labor: Thief
Brief bio: (1 paragraph) Neena was the daughter of a high born a high family, but one day a garrison of sell swords under the hire of a rival family put her home to the torch and sword, she was the only one who survived by hiding in a celler, when she was found days later by a small group of traveling knights, she was huddled in the corner starving and pale.
she was now homeless so she was taken to the captial but soon slip the cracks and found herself in the gutters, forever pale from the event she took to pickpocketing and lying to get by, as she got older her skills got better and her powers also came into play. during one night of gambling at a tavern she won alot of gold off of a young lordling, and being the spoiled sore loser he was, he had his gaurds hold Neena down as he branded her with a hot rod over her eye to mark her as a cheat.
Appearance:
Olivia continued her round about way of a reason why she was there, a article that's what it was, she was straight after all, her parents told her she would marry a wonderful man someday, so she continued to write, but leaving out the name of those she heard, she did not want to put something out there that would make someone uncomfortable so she continued to sit alone writing, her eyes went over each person stop for a moment on Enya then Faeya before moving her glaze subconsciously forcefully onto one on the males.
"ill just get a few more things written down then i will leave...." she told herself as she continued to write
same^
Oliva could not move her feet, she was still near troom...oom and then the thought process of trying to convince her into going started "if I want to be a journalist I need to go where ever my travels take me" she said to herself turning on her heel walking towards the door, with a puff of breath she blew away her hair from her eyes and reached for the door knob And slowly turned it and slowly stepped into the room. Without a word to anyone was small blonde girl found a seat and laid her notepad on her lap where her stockings met her skirt. She removed her pen from her backpack and started to write keeping to herself half listening to those around her.
Oliva watched the halls fill she felt herself somewhat drawn to the room that some of the flyers around the school displayed, but she watches from afar her camera and note pad in her hand, she could not say why exactly she came even down the same hall, it was out of the way of how she normally went.

She decided she should just keep moving, curiosity that was all a thought of rebellion against her parents "Padre sarebbe croce" ("father would be cross") she lightly spoke to herself as she turned away from the room with a sigh
the clank of chains filled the air around where Alice walked, as the chains that bound her to her guitar hit the other rings with a steel on steel clang, with a heavy sigh the eye patched girl sat down on her usual spot in a small park like area and retuned her strings before she started playing, the music was bitter sweet no words just the strum that came from the instrument that was now apart of her, she was known around the kingdom as one of the best playing for lords and ladies, but those days stopped when she was chained, she refused to play for the rich and greedy now only played for herself.

Name: Olivia Moore
Age: 19
Year(Like Freshman, etc.): sophomore
Major: Journalism/Photography
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian
Are you Out?(Y/N): No (even lies to herself)
Hair color: Blonde
Eye color: blue
(Anything else you want to add):Oliva is the diffeniation of over achiever at her parents hand,home schooled until she was 14 she was placed in the one of the most exculsive schools when she was no long home schooled, after highscool she had offering to many high end collages, but her father wanted her in St. Vinncent since it was where he went when he was her age. she tells herself she is straight, although she shows no interest in guys, raised born in new york raised in Italy then moved back to attend Collage, she speaks 5 different languages Italian,English,Swiss,Spanish, and french
Reserving a spot will make a cs when off work
name: Alice Venos
Age: 19
Species: human
Appearance:
Weapons: a magical steam gutair
Abilities: her gurtair as many functions besides being played when its weapon mode is activated, playing certain notes have different effects (throwing fire, lightning, and sonic blasts)
Personality: Alice struggles with always wanting to do the right thing, and getting revenge for what was done to her, she will activly go out of her way to help someone but struggles to stay on task when she has a change to punish someone who wronged her.
Backstory: Alice was one of the kingdoms best gutiar players, playing for high lords and concerts where the queen watched, one day she was asked to play for the queen privatly, when she did the queen was moved and payed her double her price, but things went amiss when the queen ordered her to be chained to her gutiar in order so she does not loose her abilty to play.
when Alice fought the guards who were trying to hold her down one of the guards slashes at her with his sword the hit trailed down her face and she lost her right eye to the blow.
Faction: has some ties with The Paradigm
In The Town 11 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Alice sat alone in her workshop or the garage of the packs house, mumbling to herself as she was cobbling together some experimental equipment she thought how it was ironic that months ago she was getting ready to build things to contain supernatural beings and now she is building things to help them since she was now one of them. the whole incident was still fresh in her mind, how she was attacked and changed into a werewolf, she had no idea who it was so she did not trust any one from the pack that took her in when she was still feral.

not paying attention she hit her pinky finger with her hammer and gave out a loud cry of pain followed by some curses.
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