Charlii's Remade Characters

Name:
Kyla Caitlin Iona Niamh O'Shea is her full name, though she tends not to tell people about her middle names. When she doesn't trust a person though, she will tell them that her name is Niamh so as to not reveal her real name.

Gender:
Female

Race:
Caucasian

Skin Tone:
Kyla has very pale skin, which is a common trait for many red-heads. Kyla can tan when in the sun, but it doesn't take long before she begins to burn and so she has to wear sun-cream when she goes out of her cabin.

Eye Color:
She has Emerald green eyes, like many Irish Red-Heads do. She didn't inherit these from her father though, who doesn't have many similar traits to his daughter

Hair:
Kyla has red hair, unlike her twin brother. Again, this is not a trait she has inherited from her father, but her Grandmother does have red-hair like her. Her hair can grow really long, and at times, Kyla lets it grow down to the base of her back, but because that takes a lot of care, Kyla prefers to keep it just over her shoulders. Her hair is naturally quite wavy as well, and she likes it wavy so she doesn't curl or straighten it often.

Height:
Kyla isn't as tall as her brother or her father. She is only 5 foot 6 inches (5'6"). Kyla was the smallest at home, but was of similar height to many of her friends, so she wasn't the smallest either.

Weight:
Kyla likes to keep slim, and has done well to keep her weight at just 130pounds. She isn't very muscly either, so she isn't the strongest of people. Though, she does keep in shape and goes running and swimming regularly, but she doesn't go to the gym or do weights, she just does enough to keep fit and agile. On the other hand, Kyla did spend a number of years doing gymnastics, so is still flexible.

Body Type:
Kyla is slim and isn't heavily built. She is agile though and very flexible, due to her years in gymnastics. Kyla doesn't have a lot of muscle definition, instead she just keeps slim and flexible.

Mortal Parent:
Darren O'Shea. Darren was also born in Ireland and like his children, was born in Dingle. Many generations of the O'Shea family have been born in Dingle, and they haven't left. Darren ran the family farm which was passed down to him from his father, and his father before him. When he wasn't tending to the farm, Darren tended to drink quite a bit, and would quite easily be classed as an alcoholic with a drinking problem. When he was drunk, sometimes Darren would hit his children, and tended to hit Kyla more than her brother. Darren O'Shea was 6'2", the same height as Darius, but because of the amount of work he did on the farm, he was quite strong as well, and heavily built, even though he also had a "beer belly". After an incident involving his children though, Darren died and left his children Orphans.

Godly Parent:
Tyche, goddess of Luck.

Place of Birth:
As mentioned, many members of the O'shea family were born in Dingle, Ireland. Kyla wasn't an exception. Dingle is located on the coast in the South. She wasn't born in a hospital, she and her brother were both brought into the world in her father's house there. The family farm is located just outside the town and is close to the coast.

Date of Birth:
Both Kyla and Darius were born on the 1st of February 1995, making them 17 years old. They were born under the star sign Aquarius, which is meant to be a fairly lucky star sign.

Weapon:
Kyla fights with a celestial bronze staff, which is also the T-Bar Charm on her Charm Bracelet. When she pulls on the charm, it extends out into the staff, which Kyla is very skilled with it. When fully extended, the staff is 6 feet long, both ends are blunt. The staff takes 6 seconds to extend to its full length. To return it back to being just a charm, she must tap one end of the staff on the floor 3 times in quick succession, and then it takes 6 seconds to return to its previous size, and it magically reappears on the bracelet. She has spent a lot of time practicing with it and is capable of dealing powerful blows with it. Since it is also a blunt weapon, Kyla is not the most formidable foe, but she can block many attacks with her staff. Kyla also has a number of throwing knives which she keeps in her a sheath around her waist. She is fairly accurate with them, and get throw them with decent accuracy quickly, still though, she does miss with some of them.

Armor:
Kyla wears simple brown leather armor. The top is in the style of gladiator armor, but she also wears leather arm-guards as well. She wears leather shin-guards as well, but other than that, she doesn't wear much armor. She tends to rely on her staff for more protection rather than her actual armor, leaving her fairly exposed. She can blocked close range attacks, but when it comes to ranged attacks, she isn't very well protected.

Powers:
Kyla has no actual powers that she knows of.

Pets:
Neither her nor her brother have any pets, though she used to have a pet Labrador called Majlath (pronouncewd my laugh - its Hungarian - my old family's dog name), but he died 3 years before they came to camp and neither of them felt comfortable getting another pet.

Skills/Talents:
Kyla has a few skills and talents. Her main thing is that she is incredibly lucky, especially when it comes to gambling. She tends to make good calls. Sometimes she knows when she has a bad hand in poker, or when she should keep going and keep betting. When throwing dice, they tend to turn up on what she wants, and when it comes to roulette, she is pretty good at predicting what it will land on. This is also an instinct to her, rather than a power.
Kyla is also quite arty, and is very good at drawing, though only with pencil. She isn't very good at painting and cannot stand using pastels.
She has also had many years practice with the flute (and tin-whistle) and is very good at it. She would like to be able to play the piano and violin, and has had some practice with the piano, but not very much, and cannot play the violin at all, as much as she'd like to.

Flaws:
Whilst being lucky, Kyla doesn't really know when to give up. Even though she gets a feeling that she has a bad hand in poker, or anything else, she will keep going anyway. It doesn't just apply to gambling either, she doesn't know when to quit. In a fight, she is persistent, but when she is being beaten, she will keep fighting and won't back down.
Kyla also tends to rush things. She could do things a lot better if she just stopped and took some time to do it properly. Whenever she is given a job to do, or is drawing a picture, she will tend to do it as quickly as possible to move on. Whilst rushing things, she can also overlook things and will miss some of the smaller details which she shouldn't miss, and so can be fairly careless at times too.
Kyla is also a sore loser. Because she realises that she is lucky, due to her mother, she thinks she should always win, and so when she loses in a game, or in a fight, she becomes increasingly grumpier, depending on how badly she loses. The only person who she doesn't mind losing to, is her brother, who she feels entirely relaxed around.
Even though she feels relaxed around her brother though, she feels like he is too pushy, and is too close to her. Kyla feels like she needs more space, since he prefers to be around her and doesn't leave her on her own very often.
Kyla is also too trusting of the wrong people. She opens up to people fairly easily and will tell them a lot, which can be a bad thing. As well as this, she cannot handle very much pressure, so if someone keeps pushing her for something, she will give in quite quickly. And then on top of all this, she usually doesn't think about the consequences. So, when someone keeps pushing her for something, she tends to not think about the downsides of it all.
Her other flaw is that Kyla has a low pain tolerance, and tends to bruise really easily. She is quite a fragile girl, and this never improved whilst she was at home. Even through all the pain she has been through in her life, Kyla has never been able to take any more pain. Even when she is in pain though, she tries to hide it, but it is torture for her.

Strengths:
Kyla's strengths mostly lie in things with have chance attached to them, especially gambling. Being a daughter of Tyche has made her very lucky, and so she does usually come out on top. She is definitely one of those people you don't want to make a bet with.
Kyla is also really good with her staff. She has quick reactions, and is very flexible, so there is a lot she can do with that. Being a blunt, metal object as well, means it can break bones quite easily and it would only take a few well placed blows to break a leg, arm, or even a rib.
Another one of her strengths is with people. She is good when it comes to people and usually makes people like her. Kyla is a good listener and knows when to be talkative, and when not to be, so people usually get on with her.

Weaknesses:
Whilst it is true that she is good on the battlefield with her staff, it is also a bad idea for Kyla to be on the battlefield. Her staff is a blunt object, which whilst able to break bones, would take longer to do significant damage than a sword would. Because Kyla doesn't wear very much armor either, she has to use the staff more for defensive purposes than she would for offensive purposes. Her low tolerance of pain is also a reason as to why she shouldn't be on the battlefield. She would get hurt and taken out by others a lot quicker than she could get rid of them.
Kyla is also terrible when it comes to organization and strategy. She rushes things and doesn't think about things, so she doesn't usually have a plan or getting prepared for something, it is something she does last minute.

Fears:
Kyla is afraid of being hated by others. Because of her relationship with her father, who she has decided hated her, she doesn't want to be hated by others, in case they do the same things to her (see history for more).
She also doesn't want to lose her brother, that would crush her more than anything. Whilst she thinks he needs to give her more space, she loves him dearly and wouldn't know what to do without him.
Kyla also has a fear of flying and of heights. Her fear of flying is probably due to her fear of heights, and so she cannot do either. She cannot even do them uncomfortably, she literally will get upset and scream if she has to do either.

Personality:
When she was at home, Kyla never really got to meet many people. Dingle was a small town, and there weren't many people her age. She was home-schooled as well, so she didn't even meet other school kids her age. Now that she is at camp, she loves to meet new people. Making new friends makes her feel so good about her herself. She also seems quite bubbly and nice, which is why people tend to like her.
She is also quite excitable. Due to not getting out very much at home, there is a lot Kyla hasn't experienced, things which she is only now seeing for the first time. This thrills her and she usually always wants to try something new.
At the same time, Kyla can be quite reckless and will sometimes do things which will have bad consequences, and so Kyla tends to end up in trouble. It requires her brother to keep her from doing these things.
The only person she will listen to properly is her brother, by that I mean her brother is the only one who can talk sense into her, she listens to others, but only her brother can stop her from doing things.
When Kyla becomes moody, she lets everyone know. She becomes a self-centered brat, who just wants everyone else to be as miserable as she is at that moment, and when this happens, people tend to stop liking her, so she tries to control it and not get moody, but if she loses, that's when all hell breaks loose.

Accent/Dialect:
Because she has spent all of her life in Ireland, Kyla has a strong Irish accent. It would take a long time at camp for it to begin to fade, and even then, it will probably never disappear entirely. Kyla also has a tendency to say Irish slang words out load, most people won't understand them, and think she is talking non-sense, so she has to remember to switch back to other words.

Likes:
As said, Kyla loves to meet new people, it is one of her favorite things to do. She also loves to draw and to play music, those are her other favorite past-times. Kyla loves gymnastics and will often spend hours at a time practicing. And, even though she tends to keep slim, Kyla actually loves food. She likes to try something new too, and isn't afraid of doing so (unless it is high up or involves flying).

Dislikes:
Kyla hates anything high up or in the air, due to her fears. She also dislikes losing, because she is a sore loser. She dislikes it when her brother won't leave her alone, it really bugs her and gets on her nerves. Kyla also hates people being mean to one another, she cannot understand why they would act like that, especially between friends. She also hates waiting, she cannot stand it, she would much rather be doing something else.

Social Status (e.g. loner, popular):
Because Kyla likes meeting new people, and knows how to make people like her, Kyla is quite popular. She has many friends, though she can also lose many of them at the same time is she gets in a mood.

Appearance:
Kyla likes to keep herself looking good. She cleans herself up a lot, and makes sure she looks nice and presentable. Kyla is quite slim too, with long legs. She rarely ties her hair up, the only time she does is when she is going running. She has a lot of freckles on her face, as well as her emerald green eyes which entice many people. Kyla doesn't tend to wear a lot of make-up, she prefers to keep it minimalistic, though sometimes she does wear vibrant lip-stick. The only other make-up she tends to be quite visible with is eye-shadow, which she likes a lot. When it comes to clothing, Kyla is quite a girly-girl, and likes to show it. Most of the time, she will be wearing skirts, though she may also wear short-shorts. Kyla rarely wears jeans, if she does, they are in the most feminine cut imaginable. She doesn't wear many trousers, and so doesn't own very many. Her tops vary though, she has all different kinds of tops, in different styles and colors. On her arms though, there are some scars, and she sometimes ends up with a number of bruises.

Summer or Year Rounder:
Because they no longer have their father, they do not go home and so are Year-Rounders.

Years at Camp:
Both Kyla and Darius have only been at camp for a number of months. They are coming up to their 6 month towards the end of December, since they first came to camp back in June.

Life Before CHB:
Kyla was raised on the family farm with her brother down in Dingle, Ireland. Originally, their grand-parents had lived with them there as well, but when Kyla was about 6, they had died and left the farm and everything else to their father, so they stayed there. It hadn't felt much different at the time, but after the Grand-Parents died, Kyla's father, Darren, began to lose it. He began to rant on about how he missed their missed so much, but he never actually said anything about it, just something about a camp in New York.
Kyla and Darius took over on all the farm work, and Darius himself basically took over everything. Kyla would cook the meals, Darius would deal with the bills. Whilst they were doing this, their father was drinking, a lot.
Eventually, their father began to blame to the two of them for the loss of their mother. He would especially blame Kyla since she was the weaker of the two, and wouldn't be able to defend herself as much. He began to hit her regularly. She would constantly have bruises and quite often, a black eye. At one point, the two of them fled to a relative down the road from then, but this Uncle had sent them back up to their father, who then beat them for trying to leave.
It was evident all of the family knew what their father was doing, but not a single family member tried to help them, they all pretended it wasn't happening, and to do this, they ignored both of them at every family get-together. It became so bad, Kyla and Darius stopped going to them all together and would just stay at home and carry on working.
One time though, Darren was in a seriously bad mood and had been drinking even more than he usually did, which was still a lot. He began to hit Kyla even harder and was pulling on her hair. Her brother had tried to stand up for her before, but their father was still a strong man and would just throw Darius away. This time though, it was different. Darius pushed their father father, and he came back forward and began to hit Darius. Darius hit him back, and then shoved him backwards. Their father wasn't ready for this and so he staggered back and tripped, hitting his head on the mantel-piece as he fell. He collapsed on the ground, and Kyla and Darius thought he was just knocked out, but when they saw the blood coming out of his head and forming a puddle, they knew otherwise. Kyla cried, even though she hated him, but he was still their father. Darius remained motionless however.
The two of them knew they then had to leave home, and so they packed all that they could. Just before going, they released all the animals, and then set fire to the farm. They ran away then, but made sure no-one would spot them, and they hoped people would just think they were dead in the fire.
They decided to go to New York and try and find their mother, but Kyla wouldn't get on a plane, so they had to sneak on-board a boat and stowed away all the way to America. After that they got on many buses all the way to camp. They were disappointed to find their mother wasn't there, but were excited to discover the truth. Plus, since they no longer had a home, they had decided to stay at camp, there was no way it was going to be worse than their last place.

Role-playing Example:
Kyla stared at the hell-hound as it leaped forward at her. She raised her staff at the last moment and hit it on the side of its face, knocking it to the side and causing it to yelp. She smirked as it fell onto the floor, but her smirk faded when it stood back up and stared at her angrily. She prepared herself for its attack and got into a ready stance, but then the hell-hound was also ready and so when it dived forward at her, it knocked her staff to the side and out of her hand, and then it bit onto her arm and latched on. Kyla screamed out in pain and tears rolled down her cheeks, this was excruciating for her. She cried out, "Darius! Someone! Anybody! Help!" but she knew no-one would get here in time, not when she was in the middle of the forest on her own. She had only come her to get away from everyone, especially from those who were robbing her of her money in the card game they had been played, how could she lose to them? She was a daughter of Tyche! Kyla snapped back into it, and looked down at her arm. The hounds teeth had sunk into her arm and blood was flowing out of the wounds. She continued to yell it in pain and tried to punch the hound in the face, but that only angered it further and it bit harder. Then, she quickly grabbed one of the throwing knives from its sheath and thrust it down through the head of the hound. The hounds eyes went wide, and suddenly all the pressure was gone from her arm. She watched as the hound dissolved into a golden dust which flowed away with the wind, and then her knife fell to the floor.
Kyla smiled for a moment, but then looked at her arm and saw it was still bleeding a lot. Suddenly, she heard footsteps all around her and heard twigs snapping as people rushed forward. She turned around to see brother sprinting towards her, with a bunch of other boys around him, "Darius..." She said, whilst feeling incredibly faint, then she blacked out and collapsed onto the floor, just as Darius grabbed hold of her.

Notes:
Other than the fact that she is luckier than most, nothing

Name:
Ciara Alison Martin is her full name, though she never reveals her middle name to people, because she is actually embarassed about it. She was named Ciara after her grandmother who had died a month before her birth, and her mother had named her after her in honour of her. Her middle-name, Alison, was taken from her Aunt who had died before Ciara's own mother had been born, but her mother had wanted to honour her as well.

Gender:
Female

Race/ethnicity:
White

Skin Tone:
Ciara would have palish skin, like her mother does, but Ciara has spent so much time outdoors and in the sun, that she is now tanned. She would never use fake-tan or a tanning booth either, but she knows she doesn't need to because she spends that much time outdoors on her horses.

Eye Color:
Ciara has deep blue, which have been compared to a beautiful ocean on a number of occasions

Hair Color:
She likes to swap her hair colour fairly often. Naturally, it is a deep rustic brown colour, but she tends to switch between different shades of blonde and brown, sometimes she will even dye it auburn. Ciara dyes her hair whenever she gets bored of its current colour, and she gets bored of it fairly quickly, so she will dye her hair a couple times each month at least.

Hair Length:
Ciara likes to grow her hair long, but at the same time she doesn't like it be all over the place. To please herself, Ciara will tend to keep her hair in a long braid down to the bottom of her back. She braids it in a fashion that was taught to her by her mother when she was a lot younger. When she grows it down to the base of her back, it stops growing after that point and will go no further. This means that Ciara doesn't actually have to cut her hair if she doesn't want to. At times, she sometimes like to vary her hair though, so she will cut it short so she can style it different as it grows to its full length again. But, most of the time she prefers to keep it in her braid.

Height:
Ciara is quite small, even for her age, and so she is exactly 5 feet tall, which is 60 inches. Her mother is quite small as well, and her grand-mother was before her, so it is something which has been passed down through her genes to her. Ciara would like to be taller, but not much taller, because she actually quite likes being smaller than others, however she doesn't want to be as small as she is.
Weight: Ciara is quite light as well and weighs only 97 pounds. She isn't that light because she doens't eat, she actually eats quite healthy, but she burns a lot of energy as well in her daily activities. On the downside, Ciara doesn't build muscle tone very easily either, and so she doesn't much extra weight from there either.

Body Type:
Ciara has a small and slim body. Her body type itself is between an ectomorph and a mesomorph. Because she is partially mesomorph, she has a naturally fit body, but she has to excerise and diet correctly so as to maintain it or improve it. Ciara must be careful not to overdo it when it comes to strength training, but she rarely does that anyway, so she should actually do more strength training to build up muscle, which would be good for her since she is also an ectomorph. The downside to this, she still doesn't gain muscle very easily, so it would take her a lot of strength training to build it up, but she is happy with current body type, so Ciara tends to stick to a regular pattern of exercise to maintain her current shape.

Mortal Parent:
Ciara's mother is Helen Martin. Helen was only 25 when she had Ciara, and is now only 38. Helen is the daughter of Adam Martin, the owner of Brooktree Ranch, where they keep many horses amongst other animals, but they are famous for the horses that they have bred, and some have gone on to be champion horses. Helen is 5 foot 9, with curly brown hair and brown eyes. She has a soft smile, and is a kind to everyone she meets. One day, Helen will inherit the farm, but she does not believe she will do as well with the farm as her father has done. Helen has a lack of confidence in herself, she blames herself for a lot as well. This is down to Pollux leaving her, she understands who he is and what her daughter is, even though she didn't want to tell her daughter, but she still blames herself for him leaving, and ever since that day she has been a lot quieter and more solemn. For her current job, Helen tends to some of the horses on the ranch, but also she is a riding instructor. She is an excellent rider and when she was younger she went to all sorts of different Nation Competitions involving horses. She could both show-jump, and jockey, she was all round an incredible rider, but she decided to retire fairly early on and went no further with her career. She was advised not to and could quite easily have won gold in an olympic event, but it was not what Helen had wanted to do. She wanted to spend time with the man whom she thought she would spend the rest of her life with, instead Pollux had to leave her, with her child. It crushed her, but she returned back to helping out with the horses. She could still have gone back into competitions, but Pollux leaving her had knocked all of her confidence, and so she didn't dare, instead she did what she could and taught other people to do what she loved.

Godly Parent:
Ciara's god parent is Pollux. Pollux is a patron God of Horses, of shipwrecked sailors, and brought favorable winds for those who made sacrifices to him. Pollux had a brother called Castor, and together they were know as the Dioscuri (sons of Zeus) or Tyndaridae (sons of Tyndareus). It is said that Castor was the son of Leda and Tyndareus (human), while Pollux was the son of Zeus. After the death of Castor, Pollux was devastated and pleaded with Zeus to allow him to share his immortality with him, or take his own away and send him to Hades to join his brother. Zeus took pity on him and made them the constellation - Gemini.

Place of Birth:
Ciara was born and raised in Fort Chiswell, VA. Ciara was meant to be born in the Fort Chiswell Medical Center, but Ciara was actually born a week earlier. Because of this, they weren't ready for Ciara, and Helen thought it was another contraction, but her water broke and they were nowhere near the medical center. The ranch is actually located just outside Fort Chiswell, and it's quite a trek into town, they didn't have time to make that sort of trek, so Ciara had to be delivered on the ranch. It went smoothly, for Helen's aunt, Louisa, who was a nurse, had been staying at the ranch to keep an eye on Helen. Ciara was delivered with no problems, and she was born with no physical defects. As she grew up though, they discovered she had ADD and Dyslexia.

Date of Birth:
Ciara was born on the 22nd May 1999. She was meant to be on the 29th of May however, but as mentioned she was a whole week early. Her star sign is Gemini and her Birth stone is Emerald.

Weapon:
Ciara has two weapons. She has her celestial bronze shortsword, which is also a special golden coin, which requires her to flick it for it to transform, but she also has a celestial bronze dagger which she keeps holstered on her waist in it's sheath. Ciara has quick reactions, and thinks quickly so she can use these weapons quite effectively. The dagger is only meant to be there as a back-up, in case her sword gets knocked from her hand and she cannot get back to it in time. Ciara had tried to use a javelin as well, but she discovered she was no good at it because she did not have the strength to throw it very fair, so she gave up on it. She hopes one day to be able to use one again, but first she needs to develop her strength. For the coin to sword transformation, the coin must be in the air for a few seconds, and when it lands back in her hand, she would have the sword hilt there instead of the coin. When she wants to turn it back, she only has to will it and it shrinks back down to the coin, which takes three seconds.

Armor:
Ciara tends to wear light leather armor. She wears a gladiator style tunic, she has leather arm guards, and she has shin guards, as well as boots. Ciara also has a small leather helmet, but she prefers not to wear that, she doesn't like it, it feels uncomfortable on her. This is the same armor which Ciara will wearing when riding into battle. It is not the best suited armor, but she wears it nonetheless. It does mean however that she is better suited to be a skirmisher or scout, rather than be on the front line.

Powers:
Ciara has the one power, which is her ability to communicate with horses. It is a lot like Percy can do in the books. She can only talk to them and understand them. She has to talk to them verbally however, they reply to her telepathically. She hears the sounds a horse makes likes any other person, there's just the difference of she can understand it all. Ciara cannot control the horse through this, nor do anything else. It is simply a communication power.

Pets:
Ciara has no actual pets, but she does look after horses, ponies and pegasi as if they were her own pets.

Skills/Talents:
Ciara's strongest skill and talent is her ability to ride horses expertly. Helen had taught everything she knew to her daughter, and then Ciara surpassed what she had been taught too. Ciara was easily the best rider on the ranch, and could easily have won any competition she had entered, but her mother never let her enter competitions for fear of atracting monsters to her. Ciara wasn't happy with this, and especially considering the fact her mother wouldn't explain to her why, but she grew to accept it. She began to listen to her mother and accept that she was doing it for her own safety.
Another one of Ciara's talents, is her ability to play the guitar. She has been play for a number of years, and has become very good at it. She owns both an acoustic guitar and a hollow body guitar. Her acoustic, is a standard gibson one, but her other guitar is a Gretsch White Falcon, which she got for her last birthday. It was also a leaving present from her mother. She loves this guitar dearly, and treasures it. She loves it so much, she would put herself in danger, just to keep this guitar out of danger. She is also so protective of it, she will not allow anyone else to play on it. For someone else to be able to do that, they must prove themselves to Ciara, and she must like them a lot. Otherwise, it's a no-go zone.
Ciara is also really good at soccer (I really call it football, but since Ciara's American, I'm going to say Soccer for now, but it's wrong!). It was one of the sports she could play on the farm with all the other farmhands. They would all play whenever they weren't working, and then Ciara would practice on her own whilst they were. Ciara isn't anything special when it comes to soccer, but she is the sort of person you would want on your team if you were playing. She tends to play in midfield, but sometimes will move to play as a forward. She is awful at being a keeper though.
Ciara also has a great singing voice. Her voice is more of a country rock voice, but she can sing most genres. The one thing she cannot sing is opera though, that just doesn't work for her. She loves to sing things by Brad Paisley, he's her favourite country singer. She also loves to sing classic rock songs, by any artist. Her favourite things to sing are her own songs though, whilst she plays them on guitar. She feels so much more comfortable singing whilst playing guitar. For some reason, playing guitar calms her nerves, otherwise, she'd probably be too shy to sing to anyone. She can sing to herself fine, but if there are other people, she must be playing guitar.
She is also an excelent outdoors person. By this, I mean she is like the perfect scout. She can tie knots, she can cook on an open fire or a camp fire, she can also track animals. If she were left on her own in the wild, she would be fine. She would also be able to provide for others as well. She doesn't have a problem hunting other animals. She is also very good with a bow and arrow. She doesn't have her own anymore, she left it at home, but it was something for her mum to remember her by. She can hit a target with one though very well.

Flaws:
Ciara's most obvious flaw is her strength. Because she does not develop muslce very quickly, she is incredibly weak. This leaves her vulnerable in a battle, so if she heads into direct confrontation, the odds are quite clearly against her. Ciara also hasn't tried to rectify this and has kept her current physique, which is not a good thing, but she is yet to experience real battle so she does not understand how important an improved physique is.
Another one of her obvious flaws is her size, she is a lot smaller than most people as well, which can be her downfall. Because she is small, many people can take advantage of her and overpower her quite eaily.
Ciara is also really shy. She finds it difficult to approach people, and when people approach her, she finds it difficult to answer them if they ask questions or talk to her. Because of this, she is more of a loner type person and comes across to others as an outsider. Ciara wishes she could find it easier to talk to people, but she seems to just freeze up, even though she really wants to talk to them. Contrary to this, once she has gotten past this, she is really friendly and can talk freely to them without problem, but before that stage can happen, she must get past the incredible amount of awkwardness.
She also shares another trait with her mother, her lack of confidence. Ciara doesn't have the confidence to go out and do things, she has to be pushed by other people quite a lot before she will finally go forward and do something. Even though she knows she could win in a lot of riding competitions, even if her mum had allowed it, she probably wouldn't have entered because she doesn't have the confidence to do so.
Her final flaw is her loyalty. She is too loyal to the people she is close too. She understands that she doesn't have as many close friends as she likes because of her shyness, and because many she her as an outsider. So, she treasure her closest friends. She treasures them so much, she will throw herself into harms way before allowing any harm to come to them. The chances are, she will end up getting herself killed to protect someone else, rather than from anything else.

Strengths:
Ciara's strengths all lie in her skills. When it comes to being out on the battlefield, as long as she is mounted, she will do fine. She is also an excellent teacher, so with any other skills, she can teach them to other people, because she also has the patience. As long as she isn't feeling shy, she can pass on her own knowledge onto others.
Another one of her strengths, is due to her small size. Ciara has put her small size to good use, and a number of her outdoors tracking skills, and has made herself very quiet. She can be used quite well because of this, and makes a good spy, or scout. She can creep around very quietly and it would be difficult to notice her.
She is also very loyal to those she trusts. Even though she is very shy, and takes a while to warm up to people, when she finally does, she is incredibly loyal to them. She will actually put herself in harms way before she lets harm come to them.

Weaknesses:
Kyla's main weakness is when it comes to battle. Due to her size and physique, it means she is not a good person to send into battle. She can do well as a scout or spy, but direct battle is a really bad idea for her.
Her other weakness, is her social life. Since she is very shy and finds it difficult to talk to people, they see her as an outsider. She feels excluded because of this.
Finally, again, her loyalty. This is her major weakness, putting herself in danger for the sake of others. Ciara is likely to seriously hurt herself because of her loyalty.

Fears:
Her biggest fear is losing her friends. She values them because she knows it is incredibly difficult for her to make any new friends, and so she treasures the ones she has as much as she can. It would destroy her to lose her current friends.
Ciara also has a serious fear of snakes. It's not a phobia, but she is terrified by the them. She has never had any bad experiences with them, but that's what she's afraid of. She also finds it weird how they slide around and then attack. They really creep her out.

Personality:
Ciara has a fairly quiet personality. She is isn't the most outgoing person either. Ciara stays quiet around people, and usually avoids them. She doesn't feel comfortable around people she doesn't know at all, and she won't be the first to approach them either. People will have to come up to her first and try to break the ice.
On the other hand, when Ciara is around friends, she has a really bubbly and excitable personality. But she just feels uncomfortable up to the point of being friends with someone.
On her own, or with friends, she seems happy and is prepared to do anything and is quite chatty and so on. As with before though, when she is with people she doesn't know very well, Ciara is very reclusive and will keep things to herself.

Accent/Dialect:
Ciara has a weak country accent. She has picked this up from being out in the countryside on a ranch for all her life, but over the past two years it has begun to be weaker. It is still there, and you can definitely tell she is from the country, but it is not as strong as it was when she first came to camp.

Likes:
Ciara absolutely loves horses. She can spend hour after hour on a horse and not get bored. She spends so much time on horses and bonding with them, but she loves it. It is one of her absolute favourite past times.
Ciara also loves music. Any genre will do for, but she prefers country over anything else, and she especially loves anything she can play and sing along to on guitar. Music is her life to her. She has listened to so much, she is excellent at naming artists. The only thing she isn't very fond of, is rap. She just dislikes it. She can put up with it, but would much rather listen to something else instead.
Ciara also loves chocolate. People who give her chocolate are likely to win her over instantly. It is something she has a constant craving for. It is her absolute favourite food, and there is nothing she would ever rather eat.

Dislikes:
Ciara dislikes being put on the spot. She feels incredibly uncomfortable with it, and it scares her a bit. Even simply some one coming up to her and asking her questions gets her worried. It takes time for people to get through to her. The main reason why she dislikes being put on the spot is because of her lack of confidence.
Ciara also really dislikes broccoli. It is for no reason, but she absolutely cannot stand it. She finds it disgusting and finds it repulsive.
She also dislikes battle, even though she has never experienced true battle. She understands that she is weak, and knows she is going to get hurt if she gets into a real battle, so she tries to avoid conflict wherever possible to as to not get so hurt.

Social Status (e.g. loner, popular):
Ciara is more of a loner. She would love to be popular, but she is just too shy. Ciara feels uncomfortable around new people. Eventually though, she'll warm up to them, and people will discover see is really warm and kind, rather than the outsider she appears to be. Ciara has the potential to be really popular, but seems to awkward to be. When she has warmed up to people, she is a lot of fun and loves to spend time with people, but it's that first stage that is a problem for her.

Appearance:
Ciara stands at only five foot, as previously mentioned, and also has her long, brown, braided hair. Ciara also has a beauty spot on the lower side of her left cheek. She has no other marks on her face though, although there is usually patches of mood on her face as Ciara likes to get dirty. She has a cute, little button nose as well. Ciara has full, pouty lips, which many people will love as she grows older.
Ciara is already in the makings to be a very attractive girl, at the moment, she is quite clearly pretty, but she is still growing up and will become more attractive. Saying that though, some people will be put off by her really skinny arms and legs. There is basically no visible muscle on them, it is pretty much just skin and bone, which many will not like. Ciara does not like it either, but it's the way her body is, and it does not like to add muscle.
Because Ciara likes to get dirty, she changes clothes a lot. Ciara loves to wear shorts or skirts though, and so doesn't wear jeans or trousers very often. It's not that she doesn't like trousers and jeans, she doesn't have a problem with them at all, she just prefers to wear shorts and skirts, and so will be seen wearing them most of the time. Ciara also is usually seen wearing either a tank top, or a short sleeved shirt. She doesn't wear long sleeved tops very often. She will also only wear jackets when it is cold, she doesn't really wear them for fashion, that isn't to say she won't, but not often. It's the same with hoodies. Mostly, she only wears things like that when it's cold or raining. Saying all of that though, Ciara really dislikes wearing dresses. She would much prefer not to, and will try and find any alternative before she gives in and wears the dress. Wearing a dress makes her feel too girly, even though she is prepared to wear skirts and so on.

Summer or Year Rounder:
Ciara is a year rounder. Her mother doesn't want to risk her at home with monsters. Periodically, Ciara will travel home to visit her family, but she spends a majority of the year at camp.

Years at Camp:
Ciara came to camp when she was 11 years old. Her mother knew that monsters would eventually begin to come for her, and she knew that she couldn't remain at home forever. So, she sent Ciara to camp before all the monster attacks began. She wanted her to be safe, and to learn how to defend herself, and so she believed that by sending her at a younger age, she will have a better chance of learning all this. Because she was sent at the age of 11 though, and now she is 13, Ciara has been at camp for 2 years.

Life Before CHB:
You want to know about my life before I came to camp? Well, it's not a fascinating tale, but I'll tell it you anyway. I'll start from the very beginning...
I was born on the 22nd of May in a barn. It's not exactly the nativity story however, we had all the comforts moved into there, but I was born there nonetheless. My mum went into labour whilst tending to the animals, and everyone rushed over there to help. They were going to try and get me to the hospital, but the journey was too far, so it had to be done there and then.
After I was born, everything was fairly quiet. Soon though, I was up and walking about. I tended to get in people's way a lot, but I was so young so people didn't really mind, they let me interfere. From those first few steps, I had always tried to get onto a horse, but no-one would let me ride one. Sure they would let me sit on one, but it's not the same as riding. It was only when I reached the age of 5 when my mum finally begun to teach me how to ride. She was a great teacher, to me anyway. I loved our classes, and I was picking things up really quickly.
I wanted to enter all the competitions, but my mum would never let me. She always said it was for my own protection. She let me go to school over in the town, but never let me go to any competitions. I repeatedly asked her what she meant by "for my own protection", but she would never tell me. She always said, one day you'll understand. And admittedly, now I do.
School was a boring time for me as well. I was quite clearly not the top of the class, though I managed to stay out of the bottom half as well. Even with my dyslexia, I managed to stay in the middle. I had difficulty with math though, for some reason, me and math just did not go well together. It's like something had it out for us... Other lessons went fine. PE was wear I excelled, when it came to athletics anyway. Some of the sports I was quite clearly not cut out for, and would get knocked around, so I would come home with many bruises. But when it came to track events or football, I did better than everyone else. I was one of the top in the school for athletics, and the school recommended to my mum about sending me to all the different competitons, but again she wouldn't have any of it. I'm glad she didn't know, if only I had acted so grumpy back then.
On my seventh birthday, I was given an acoustic guitar from my mum and Grandad. I spent hours after hours on it. If I wasn't out on a horse, I was in my room playing guitar. When I was at school, that was all I would look forward to, coming home and doing one of those two things. I thoroughly enjoyed my guitar lessons, my mum had managed to find a really nice teacher straight away. I never had to deal with a bad teacher.
For the years after that, it was again, all very quiet. Nothing really changed. The only difference was, now that I was older, I was given more demanding tasks around the farm to do. This took away my guitar and horse-riding time, but I didn't mind helping out on the farm, at times it was actually quite fun.
Then, we jump to my eleventh birthday. I was so happy on that day, Mum gave me a new guitar. A Gretsch White Falcon! It was a dream come true! I had longed for that guitar, and then I got it, it was perfect! I treasured it! The next day though, my mum told me everything. She told me all about my father, about camp, about everything. At first I thought she was just telling me a story, but at the same time I longed for it to be true. I always thought the Gods were cool, and now to find out my father was one? I wanted it to be true! When my mum told me I would be leaving home and staying at camp, I wept for a fortnight. I didn't want to leave home, I loved it there.
Eventually though, I gave in. I packed my stuff and I was driven all the way here. It had been the longest distance I had ever travelled before, and it was weird seeing all the new things I had never experienced. When I got to camp, I wondered why I had been crying. I hadn't pictured it to be how it is, it was incredible. I was actually excited. It was tough to see my mum and Grandad go, but they promised they would pick me up periodically and take me home for a bit. I look forward to those dates...

Role-playing Example:
"Keep going girl, you can do this." I said to Elisa, as I had named the horse, as we sprinted towards the fence. When we were close enough, Elisa leaped over the fence and landed gracefully on the other side. "Good girl!" I told, receiving her acknowledgment and thanks in return. "I love being able to talk to horses," I said, as she replied it was nice to have somebody to talk to. I looked across the field and I could see a dog, limping across. I told Elisa to head over to the dog, I wanted to help it. At first though, Elisa seemed hesitant, and almost afraid. "Go!" I ordered her, and when I told her sternly, she finally gave him to me. We trotted over to the hound, but Elisa was still scared as we approached it. "See there's nothing to worry about," I told Elisa when we were close enough to see that the hound had gotten hurt somehow and was whimpering. Its paw appeared to be bleeding. "Are you okay boy?" I asked it nicely.
Suddenly, it began to snarl at me, and then Elisa reared backwards. I fought to stay on my horse, and when we were safely back down, the hound was changing. It was growing larger, and turning darker. The hound's coat had originally started as a golden brown colour, with a white streak down it's tail, but now it was turning black all over. A spiked collar appeared to be forming on it as well, and it's eyes were changing from a magical, golden color, to a cruel, red color. "Run!" I ordered Elisa, but she didn't need telling, she was already off. I turned around and I could see the hell-hound running after us, now fully grown to be almost as tall as Elisa was. Unfortunately, it also appeared to be quicker than we were. "Make it to the fence!" I yelled at Elisa, and she was trying her absolute hardest. I looked behind me again, and the hell hound was closing the gap.
We reached the fence, and then Elisa leaped into the air and was soaring over the fence. At the same time though, the hell-hound was diving through the air, snarling, foam at the front of its mouth. I screamed as the hound tackled Elisa, sending us both flying to the ground. I flew off of Elisa and flew for an extra ten feet. I landed on the floor with a thud, and in a lot of pain. I saw the hell-hound sink its teeth into Elisa's neck and I screamed out "No!" but it was too late, Elisa was pretty much dead.
I took my old coin out of my pocket it and flicked it up in the air. It became my celestial bronze sword. I then tapped my watch and it grew out in my celestial bronze shield. The hell-hound got up and stared at me, I took deep breaths and prepared myself for its attack. "This is where your training kicks in," I said to myself quietly. The hell-hound charged at me, but I was ready. When it dived at me, I ducked down under it, raised my shield and pushed it up with it, also thrusting my blade up as well. The hound landed on the other side of me, so I quickly turned around. It was clearly seriously wounded, but it carried on and pretended to ignore it. The hound ran straight at me, but I bashed it in the face with my shield. It was a lot stronger than me though, so it knocked me backwards nonetheless and then gripped onto shield with its teeth and tried to wrestle it out of my grip. Whilst it was focusing on getting the shield, I took my sword and thrust it through the neck of the beast. It's eyes grew wide for a moment, but then the whole creature began to dissolve into a golden dust which blew away into the wind. I breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed onto the ground for a moment. That had been my first run in with a monster like that. My shield turned back into it's watch, and the sword returned to being a coin, which I placed back in my pocket. Then, I looked around for the direction in which camp was. After realizing it was straight forwards from where I was, I began to walk back, "This walk could take a while..." I said to myself and sighed, at least I was alive and uninjured.

Notes:
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