HART, RHOSWEN MARA

[RHOSWEN MARA HART]

* rhoswen m. hart ,

* start with basics ,
[ I'M SWIMMING IN THE SMOKE OF BRIDGES I HAVE BURNED ]

FULL NAME rhoswen mara hart

NICKNAMES rhose or wen

DATE OF BIRTH May, 31.

AGE sixteen

GRADE/YEAR grade twelve

ELEMENT wind

SEXUALITY hetrosexual

MARITAL STATUS no relationship

* into the mirror ,
[ AGAINST MY WILL I STAND BESIDE MY OWN REFLECTION ]

CELEBRITY CLAIM emilia clarke

EYE COLOUR blue

HAIR COLOUR pale blonde almost white

HEIGHT & WEIGHT 5'3, 159

DISTINGUISHING FEATURES her blue eyes have started to glaze over with white.

CLOTHING STYLE more interested in the going ons around her then her sense of style, rhoswen usually wears clothes that come off across as laid back, relaxed but yet at the same time with a clean professional look

* deeper than skin ,
[ TAKE EVERYTHING FROM THE INSIDE & THROW IT ALL AWAY ]

POSITIVE TRAITS

• Honest
  
• Loyal
  
• respectful
  
• quiet
  
• protective
  
• independent
  

NEGATIVE TRAITS

• can be very cold
  
• come off as a very stubborn person
  
• very one sided in her beliefs
  
• fire cracker when she wants to be
  
• sometimes doesn't act as her self
  

LIKES

• reading
  
• dancing
  
• training
  
• archery
  
• dark places
  
• boys
  

DISLIKES

• crowds
  
• noise
  
• bright places
  
• her mutated genetics
  
• unnecessary blood shed
  

STRENGTHS

• Every other sense but sight is stronger
  
• Able to detect even the smallest movements in dark places, therefore "seeing" in the dark
  
• using the wind as her eyes(she's not altering the wind or controlling it, just picking up sounds that it naturally makes when wind finds something that blocks it naturally in nature. Like a bat)
  

WEAKNESSES

• Slowly going blind as time goes on
  
• not good in a fist fight
  
• gets distracted by sensory overloads when using wind to focus on everything around her
  
• her stamina is not very strong so usually she'll stay away from physical fights, the "seeing" for her makes her use alot of energy to avoid things.
  

FEARS

• being completely blind before she turns 18
  
• dying
  
• loathes snakes.
  

BEST MEMORY

watching an archery match for the first time when she was but 10 years old. rhoswen decided right then and there that was what she wanted to learn, the sleekness of the bow string drawing back upon the bow with its arrow at the ready within steady fingers had her enthralled.

WORST MEMORY

rhoswens worst memory was when she was 14 and she found out she was slowly going blind. it had happened like any other day, except she found that the usual colours she saw when she woke were blurry and were sometimes black or grey in most places. she remembered crying for two days straight when she was told that a mutation in her genetics had caused it and the doctors had said there was no hope to try and stop it.

LONG-TERM GOAL To try to stop her self from going permanently blind, or finding some sort of relationship for the the future.

* past reflections ,
[ SOMETIMES I REMEMBER THE DARKNESS OF MY PAST ]

MOTHER Natiana Rose Hart (35), Shop owner.

FATHER Roger James Hart (37), Doctor.

SIBLINGS Michael Robert Hart, Ava Marie Hart (5 year old twins), none.

OTHER none that she sees often

HISTORY

rhoswen and her family moved from her quiet country home on the outskirts of Dublin Ireland when she was five years of age, leaving behind some of her best friends and her favourite shetland pony Raven, which made her upset at her parents for a while. it wasn't until they came to Canada that she forgave them because it was just her and her parents moving from Provence to Provence because of her fathers occupation until they ended up in Maple Hollow and a promise that they were not moving again. Which made rhoswens family relationship much stronger then it was after they first moved to Canada

She has come to like living in the area; since she was nine years old, and has been enjoying going to school at the Academy since her powers started coming into florition when she was around 13 years of age, and being around other elemental users however when her sight started leaving her at age 14 the huge crowds started to bug her even more becuase of all the sounds and other things. That she felt around her, so it wasn't just her element that seperated her from others but also because of her inability to see well that also caused her to dived her self even more, even begining to hate. her only weakness to a point that she would cry quietly to her self most days. her true solece since then is practicpating in archery, the very sport she saw when she first arrived at Maple hollow.

although usually alone at school, she dreams for a person to not see her as going blind as a weakness even if she thinks this about herself. so she would spend her free time usually looking at the greenary around her even if most colours and most plants are nothing more then black and grey spots or even just a blur of colour.

* puppet on a string ,
[ SOMETHING INSIDE ME THAT PULLS BENEATH THE SURFACE ]

YOUR NAME avery

YOUR AGE early twenties

RP EXPERIENCE close to 12 years

HOW'D YOU FIND US? through an ad on camp sangvene

SECRET WORD correct

RP SAMPLE

'Heaven bend to take my hand...

Whimpers broke through the dark quiet in one of the cabins. Blood scented the air. Sniffles sounded from within, followed by a hiccup. The sun was low in the sky as early morning rose up to grant the day. Blood glittered on the ground and on the small porch of the cabin.

As one came closer through the door way of the cabin, the sniffles became louder and the sound of hitching breathes from crying could be heard from a corner of the building. It was dark in that corner for only a moment before the sun went through the window, red feathers littered the ground and a bloody white wing could be seen, its once shining silver and purple accents were coated in blood and the muscle of the wings seemed to be twitching in pain. Another wing soon became visible but this one was not marred by any blood and its colors gleamed like a shiny new dime.

The sun reached pale skin and then panicked, tear filled silver purple eyes stood out before the girl in the corner hide behind her hands, her pale blonde hair which was scorched in some places as if she set fire to her own hair, helping her hide.

Her clothes had some blood on it and a small dagger was gleaming beside her, probably not hers for it looked a little big for her hands. As the sun came stronger through the windows the smell of something burning filled their air, and some of the blood around her trembling figure burned away along with what was left of a body near the door way of the cabin....

And lead me through the fire

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