Post by shrug on Aug 25, 2020 2:17:51 GMT
General:
Name: Astrid
Age: 15
Pronouns: She/Her
Faction: Legion
Rank: Fighter
About:
Personality: Astrid can be summed up, mostly, in four words. Awkward, analytical, quiet, and angry. She has no tact for people but has a mind sharper than a dagger, and enough seething and silent rage to get a hot air balloon to pop. At first glance, she shouldn't be with the Legion- but then you get past the quietness and awkwardness, and suddenly she's a minefield where the explosions are all bite, with a sadness buried so deep in it may as well be in the core of the earth.
Backstory: Perhaps she was nicer when she was younger, back before she'd had to put down her parents like dogs and see her younger brother's dead body. Back when school was her only concern (and oh, how easy it was! The only person who gave her a run for her money was Caper, who's most likely dead somewhere). Now all she does it take her silent and burning, red-hot rage out on dead people and lets her mind rot, stuck with the bone-headed Legion kids... but she's one of them now, huh?
Appearance: Caucasian, with ink-black, shoulder-length hair. She's got a pretty face, with wide and startling grey eyes and a petite nose, but almost all of it is hidden behind perpetual grime and the occasional blood-splatter. Rather average in height, standing at around 5'6, and is almost consistently in clothes that are so dirty the original color is quite impossible to tell. When cleaned up, she at least has a nice, denim jacket that's only mildly stained.
Stats:
Intelligence (INT): 8/10
Charisma (CHA): 0/10
Stamina (STA): 2/10
Strength (STR): 4/10
Dexterity (DEX): 1/10
Magic Ability (MA): 5/10
Name: Astrid
Age: 15
Pronouns: She/Her
Faction: Legion
Rank: Fighter
About:
Personality: Astrid can be summed up, mostly, in four words. Awkward, analytical, quiet, and angry. She has no tact for people but has a mind sharper than a dagger, and enough seething and silent rage to get a hot air balloon to pop. At first glance, she shouldn't be with the Legion- but then you get past the quietness and awkwardness, and suddenly she's a minefield where the explosions are all bite, with a sadness buried so deep in it may as well be in the core of the earth.
Backstory: Perhaps she was nicer when she was younger, back before she'd had to put down her parents like dogs and see her younger brother's dead body. Back when school was her only concern (and oh, how easy it was! The only person who gave her a run for her money was Caper, who's most likely dead somewhere). Now all she does it take her silent and burning, red-hot rage out on dead people and lets her mind rot, stuck with the bone-headed Legion kids... but she's one of them now, huh?
Appearance: Caucasian, with ink-black, shoulder-length hair. She's got a pretty face, with wide and startling grey eyes and a petite nose, but almost all of it is hidden behind perpetual grime and the occasional blood-splatter. Rather average in height, standing at around 5'6, and is almost consistently in clothes that are so dirty the original color is quite impossible to tell. When cleaned up, she at least has a nice, denim jacket that's only mildly stained.
Stats:
Intelligence (INT): 8/10
Charisma (CHA): 0/10
Stamina (STA): 2/10
Strength (STR): 4/10
Dexterity (DEX): 1/10
Magic Ability (MA): 5/10