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IGN: Grapejuice

Name: Isri Gondolor

Gender: Female

Age: 14

Appearance:

Personality: She's quiet and can sometimes seem melancholy or distant but most of the time she's cheery and bubbly with a bright outlook on life. She doesn't like to show weakness, and never cries in front of people. She usually wears a mask of calm or happiness so it's very hard to make her really angry or truly hurt her. That doesn't mean she doesn't get mad or that words and actions don't hurt her she just doesn't show that they do.

Family Backstory: Her mother died from an unknown cause when she was one (thats what her grandparents told her) and her father left while she was still in the womb, so she had to live with her grandparents (so really you can decide whether it was the father who was a god or the mother) Her grandparents were very set in "the old ways" and raised her as if she was a noble, so she was taught to never show weakness in front of others, that crying was a weak thing to do, that you must never betray your emotion and that "A young lady such as yourself may only speak when spoken to and must always be polite, courteous and out of the way"Every time she did something wrong she would be punished which ranged from doing chores, not getting anything to eat for the day, or being hit. Finally, at 14 she had had enough and run away.

Demi-god trouble: Dyslexia

Roman or Greek: Greek

Loves: Music

Likes: Dancing, Singing, soft/fluffy things, fire

Dislikes: deep waters, not being understood, being caged, thunderstorms

Fears: She is deathly afraid of the ocean and deep waters in general, she can't swim because she could never muster the strength to get in the water. She's also absolutely terrified of thunder and lightning, usually, she sings or dances to help herself cope in a storm, losing herself to the music and rhythm.

Fatal Flaw: Won't show/share her emotions

Skills:
Close Ranged Weapons:
Ranged Weapons:
Martial Arts:
Defence:
Intelligence: 3
Craftmanship:
Herbalism:
Riding: 2
Swimming:
Observation: 3
Persussion:
Caring:
Agility: 3
Balance:
Self-control: 10
Strength: 3
Speed: 3
Stamina: 3

Health:
100/100

Other: Percebeth and Solangelo (honestly my OTP's) She has selective mutism she got it after finally leaving her grandparents, she absolutely refuses to talk in front of other people unless she truly trusts them with her life, on her own she sings and talks but with others, silence although she can scream or laugh in front of people. She knows ASL or American Sign Language (or Alf Sign Language. Ah woops wrong mythology my bad...)

Inventory:

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You feel a malevolent presence behind you, breathing down your neck. You jump up quickly and turn to face the monster. The monster rears back to strike, and you run.

Isri ran as fast as she could, she was terrified, she had felt presences like this before but had never encountered one. She desperately looked for a place to hide.

"Oh my," a voice said from a distance. "It's been a while since I've seen one of those before."

"Oh my," a voice said from a distance. "It's been a while since I've seen one of those before."

Isri immediately composed her face to hide the fear and tried to spot where the voice came from, she also altered her path to run towards whoever it was.

A girl around the age of 16 appeared from the trees. In her hand was a bow and on her back were a quiver of bows. At her side a bronze dagger shined. "Over here," she called to both Isri and the monster. The monster turned and faced her.

A girl around the age of 16 appeared from the trees. In her hand was a bow and on her back were a quiver of bows. At her side a bronze dagger shined. "Over here," she called to both Isri and the monster. The monster turned and faced her.

Isri didn't bother to question the bow, the girl seemed to know what she was doing, she didn't stop running until she had reached the girl and stood slightly behind her

The girl drew her arrow back and released it. The monster vaporized into dust. "Hello, I'm Eva. Who are you?"

The girl drew her arrow back and released it. The monster vaporized into dust. "Hello, I'm Eva. Who are you?"
Isri's eyes widened ever so slightly in surprise, when Eva introduced herself she automatically moved into a small curtsey then signed "My name is Isri Gondolor"

(all italics is her using sign language)