Name: Cassandra Issabell
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Eyes: Green
Hair: Long black hair
Height: 5 foot 2
Body Type: Slender
Skin Colour: White
God Parent: Victoria
Mortal Parent: Tom Issabell
Country of Origin: Greece
Pets: None
Talents: Great knowledge on ancient Thrace, can play a violin brilliantly, skilled with Thracian weapons
Weapon: Imperial Gold Gladius, Imperial Gold tipped Sica (sword) and a Parmula (A small quadrangular shield)
Personality: Cassandra enjoys music and history taking great time to study both, her favourite musical instrument is the violin and her favourite period in history is of course Thrace. She is friendly though prefers the company of brave fighters and warriors to those that flee or are believed to be cowardly. She has a good sense of humour and is quite pious in her nature honouring the Roman gods and refusing to fight on the days of certain religious festivals, particularly if the omens weren't right in her opinion. In a battle she is incredibly stubborn, disliking retreating from a fight, even a lost one. She would rather die in battle which to her fits her concept of a glorious death than live with the shame of having fled like a coward. Despite this she does have a good head for strategy even if most of are pulled from Sparta.
Flaws: Easily angered, Pious, will not fight on religious festivals, cannot abide a coward, is only good with Thracian weapons, dislikes the bow and arrow as she views them cowardly, is not a fan of armour.
Abilities (must relate to god parent; optional): NA
Powers (must relate to god parent; optional): NA
Life Before Camp*: Life was good, her father loved his only daughter very much, he worked very hard to provide for her to go to school as well as her violin classes. Cassandra or Cassie by her few friends did okay at school, however she only showed interest in PE, ancient history (Only when Sparta or Thrace was the subject being discussed) and music.
One could imagine her surprise when a Wolf turned up one day outside of school so she decided to follow the creature and see where it led her. Eventually the wolf led her to Lupa's house of Wolves were she was trained and tested to see if she was worthy of Rome. The training lasted for a couple of months, but she adopted a stubborn mindset and worked through it. Having survived the training and testing programme, she was deemed to be worthy of Rome so she was sent to Camp Jupiter.
RP Example*: The air was hot and dry, there was no wind to counter the heat produced by the bright sun that hung high in the cloudless ice blue sky. Sweat ran down her brow as she tightened her grip on her Sica as she circled her opponent, the curved blade gleaming in the harsh sunlight. Her foe happened to be a boy, twice her size armed with a trident. He did have a net, however Cassie disarmed him of that earlier in the fight. Now the duel would be a test of arms rather than through trickery. Both were tired, both weary from the fight, the heat doing little to help either. Sooner or later one would have to triumph. The boy rushed forward suddenly, lunging with his trident. Cassandra sidestepped deftly swinging her own weapon out low so that her opponent tripped over the weapon, falling to the floor with a grunt. Before he could get up, Cassanda planted a foot on his back, the tip of the cool Sica resting against the back of his neck. The duel had ended.
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Age: 13
Gender: Female
Eyes: Green
Hair: Long black hair
Height: 5 foot 2
Body Type: Slender
Skin Colour: White
God Parent: Victoria
Mortal Parent: Tom Issabell
Country of Origin: Greece
Pets: None
Talents: Great knowledge on ancient Thrace, can play a violin brilliantly, skilled with Thracian weapons
Weapon: Imperial Gold Gladius, Imperial Gold tipped Sica (sword) and a Parmula (A small quadrangular shield)
Personality: Cassandra enjoys music and history taking great time to study both, her favourite musical instrument is the violin and her favourite period in history is of course Thrace. She is friendly though prefers the company of brave fighters and warriors to those that flee or are believed to be cowardly. She has a good sense of humour and is quite pious in her nature honouring the Roman gods and refusing to fight on the days of certain religious festivals, particularly if the omens weren't right in her opinion. In a battle she is incredibly stubborn, disliking retreating from a fight, even a lost one. She would rather die in battle which to her fits her concept of a glorious death than live with the shame of having fled like a coward. Despite this she does have a good head for strategy even if most of are pulled from Sparta.
Flaws: Easily angered, Pious, will not fight on religious festivals, cannot abide a coward, is only good with Thracian weapons, dislikes the bow and arrow as she views them cowardly, is not a fan of armour.
Abilities (must relate to god parent; optional): NA
Powers (must relate to god parent; optional): NA
Life Before Camp*: Life was good, her father loved his only daughter very much, he worked very hard to provide for her to go to school as well as her violin classes. Cassandra or Cassie by her few friends did okay at school, however she only showed interest in PE, ancient history (Only when Sparta or Thrace was the subject being discussed) and music.
One could imagine her surprise when a Wolf turned up one day outside of school so she decided to follow the creature and see where it led her. Eventually the wolf led her to Lupa's house of Wolves were she was trained and tested to see if she was worthy of Rome. The training lasted for a couple of months, but she adopted a stubborn mindset and worked through it. Having survived the training and testing programme, she was deemed to be worthy of Rome so she was sent to Camp Jupiter.
RP Example*: The air was hot and dry, there was no wind to counter the heat produced by the bright sun that hung high in the cloudless ice blue sky. Sweat ran down her brow as she tightened her grip on her Sica as she circled her opponent, the curved blade gleaming in the harsh sunlight. Her foe happened to be a boy, twice her size armed with a trident. He did have a net, however Cassie disarmed him of that earlier in the fight. Now the duel would be a test of arms rather than through trickery. Both were tired, both weary from the fight, the heat doing little to help either. Sooner or later one would have to triumph. The boy rushed forward suddenly, lunging with his trident. Cassandra sidestepped deftly swinging her own weapon out low so that her opponent tripped over the weapon, falling to the floor with a grunt. Before he could get up, Cassanda planted a foot on his back, the tip of the cool Sica resting against the back of his neck. The duel had ended.
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