Name: Jea (pronounced like the letter J) Snowe
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Eyes: Light blue, gets a silver color when excited
Hair: Dark brown curls, with snowflakes always on them (even in summer). Usual hairstyle is in 2 braids or down in a curly mess.
Height: 5'-ish
Body Type: In good shape. Like any other 13 yr old.
Skin Color: A naturally tan color
God Parent: Chione/Khione (Goddess of Snow)
Mortal Parent: Ace Snowe
Country of Origin: United States
Pets: None
Talents: Likes to sing, pretty good with controlling her powers (but doesn't brag), ice skating
Weapon**: A celestial bronze sword, the hilt studded with ice crystals
Flaws: Sometimes too shy, doesn't speak up a lot, a little too quick to trust, wants to make friends too quick
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional): Can control snow (occasionally ice too, but limited) but makes her very tired. She can usually use her powers about every 3-4 hours, but for very big amounts of snow it takes longer to get her energy back. She likes to experiment with her powers, but she never has tried anything too big, she stays on the cautious side. Once- accidentally I might add- while visiting her dad early after learning about her powers, Jea summoned about a foot of snow all around her house. That left her tired for days. (She had just wanted enough snow for a snow angel. Whoops..) Her snow limit is probably around a foot of snow and a radius of 2 feet around her, but she doesn't know that yet.
Life Before CHB*: Jea had a pretty nice life before CHB. Weird, but nice. She lived with her dad, Ace, who was a friendly, happy guy. He was also a professional ice skater (probably not very manly..) The only thing that she found weird about her dad was that he wouldn't talk about her mom, only muttering some words about how she smiled or laughed or how she could "make it snow". Jea always wondered about that expression. At school, she was a great student, but didn't talk much. No one knew why. On her 12th birthday, her dad finally told her about her mom. As shocked as she was, and as interested in finding out about this camp, Jea decided to stay another year at home with her father. When that became too much to handle, she set out for camp, and found a kind satyr to lead her.
RP Example*: Jea lay sprawled in a heap of snow, arms spread out, as if she were making a snow angel. She was breathing heavily. I should really stop doing that. She thought. When a harmless snowball fight had turned into a death match with a hell hound, Jea knew she had to take action. Silently, mustering up all the courage she could, she had sent a tidal wave of snow crashing down on the beast, the snow hardening to form a cage of ice.
Any notes about your characters: She is very nice and friendly and actually pretty energetic once you get past the shyness.
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