Age: 13
Gender: Female
Eyes: Red
Hair: platinum blonde
Height: 5ft 3"
Body Type: Thin, stronger than she looks, healthy
Skin: Caucasian
Country Of Origin: Greece originally
God Parent: Unclaimed (will get claimed as a child of Loki, Norse god of mischief, fire and evil)
Mortal Parent: Unknown because she died in childbirth.
Pets: A black cat she carries everywhere called Mestopholes.
Talents: Archery, dart throwing, track athletics, writing stories
Skills: can hit a target with a knife from the length of a football field away and/or blindfolded, can run long distances really quickly, really persuasive.
Weapon: pair of celestial bronze twin blades
Powers: After really hard concentration can manipulate fire (no she cannot summon fire) about three times a day without falling asleep (although once in a while she'll actually fall asleep whilst doing so) and she can make (as big as a one storey house with lot's of concentration) shapes, (body height) shields and she can cause a small explosion (like a small pop of an explosion) with it.
Flaws: Stubborn, secretive, compulsive liar, never looks anyone in the eye, her powers take a lot out of her (get's drowsy and therefore grumpy after use), often says the wrong thing at the wrong time, competitive, manipulative, cunning (although I suppose that could also be a good thing...), snores (in the notes as well)
Life before CHB: Orphaned at birth, Ilithyia was put into a care home where she had to be obediant or she would be beaten. At the age of six, she managed to run away from the opressive establishment and made her way around Europe. She became a good liar and often managed to get scraps of food for free or after working for an afternoon as she got older. She learned to speak Spanish after staying in the country for three years and sometimes still does speak the language. She smuggled herself aboard a cruise ship and was almost caught when the ship docked in Boston. Urged by some peculiar dreams, she found CHB.
RP Example: Ilithyia bit her lip as she watched the moon's reflection on the calm, ripping waters of the lake. Ilithyia sighed as she reached forward and dipped her cotton gloved hands in the water, causing the fabic to cling to her skin. She stood, watching still as she ripples of the water distorted the moon. She looked up and saw the twinkling stars and the unbroken moon looking back at her. "Is this all there is? A simple night sky full of stars and a lone girl?" she asked herself. "What a disappointment."
Notes: Ilithyia resents the gods for the life she'd led before CHB. She dresses as nicely as possible and constantly tries to isolate herself 'for the safety of the normalites'. She can be random at times and is quite smart. She reads quite a lot and enjoys reading fantasy. She snores!
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