Gender: Female
Mortal Parent: Mary Barnes
God Parent: Thanatos
Date of Birth: October 13th, 2000
Place of Birth: Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Hometown/Last Residence: Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Race/ethnicity: 40% French Descent, 40% Italian Descent, 20% Cherokee Native American
Accent: A hint of a southern accent, but mostly a typical, American dialect
Skin Tone: Pale skin that looks even paler than it actually is when compared to her black hair
Eye Color: Light Green
Hair Color: Black
Hair Length: Shoulder length
Height: 5' 4"
Weight: 95 lbs.
Body Type: Thinner than normal, which is barely noticeable underneath her clothing
Appearance:
The most noticeable feature she has is a three clawed scar stretching from her the left side of her forehead down to the corner of her mouth, running just under her left eye. Raven has a rather boyish stature and appearance, to the point that she often has to point out that she's a girl. She has jet black hair that ends just above her shoulders, which she preferably leaves down. Being a daughter of an Underworld God, she has the typical appearance of an Underworld child, with paler skin than normal, and a slightly thin body. She eats large amounts of food to both keep her strength up and to try and help her gain weight. She takes care of her fingernails rather well, keeping them about half an inch long, and always painted black. She has one long scar across her back, beginning from her right shoulder, all the way to her the left side of her lower back.
Clothing:
On most days, Raven can be seen wearing a black t-shirt with a dark blue tribal pattern that stretches from her right sleeve and down her entire right side, ending about an inch from the hem. She wears this with black, faded jeans and a pair of black, white accented sneakers. She'll also wear a thin, charcoal, zippered hoodie. .
Weapon: Stygian Iron Hand-and-a-half sword, with 2 small, 5 inch Celestial Bronze daggers that she keeps hidden in the sleeves of her hoodie.
Armor: Prefers none for extra speed, but has a Celestial Bronze, black painted breastplate and matching horse hair crest helmet.
Pet(s): None
Skills/Talents:
1. Basic Archery
2. Advanced Sword handling
3. Adept at Parkour
4. Can sing rather well
Flaws:
1. Clumsy (Only outside of a fight, but otherwise practically constant.. Small stuff mostly, like stumbling over nothing, bumping into people, dropping stuff, etc.)
2. Stage Fright (Has an almost impossible time demonstrating something in front of more than a few people
3. Indecisive
4. Cannot bend her back too much without causing pain
5. Larger than average ears. (Likes to keep them hidden under her hair or her hoodie, though they still stick out of her hair about half an inch)
Strengths:
1. Fast reflexes
2. Relatively strong despite thin appearance
3. Excellent Night Vision (Objects are sharpers and more focused)
Weaknesses:
1. Prefers to do things alone
2. Bad vision in direct sunlight (Far away objects get a little blurry, almost to the point of needing glasses)
3. Gets very weak if she Shadow Travels without eating recently
4. Absentminded due to the voices in her head, unless in a battle
Likes: Shadows | Night time | Music | Reading | Food | Darkness |
Dislikes: Socializing with more than 2 people at a time | Large Crowds | Group Activities | Bullies | Daytime | Sunlight | Bras |
Fears: Fear of drowning which causes a fear of bodies of water that are bigger than a swimming pool | Fear of heights greater than the height of an Oak tree |
Personality: Quiet and distant from anyone she doesn't know well. She prefers to do everything alone. Despite her outward personality, she is very talkative and loyal to her close friends, and will not hesitate to lay her life down for her friends. Raven is pan-sexual, but only lets her closest friends know. She tends to not discuss anything personal with anyone other than friends as well. Raven absolutely hates bras, so she's guaranteed to never wear one. Despite her loner personality and her ferocity in battle, Raven is unexpectedly gentle, and refuses to hurt anyone unless absolutely necessary.
Abilities:
1. Greater eyesight in shadows and at night. (Can see a dim outline of objects and shapes. For example, a tree she could see the outline of the trunk, the branches, and groups of leaves)
2. Can hear voices of the recently deceased within a mile around her and only those that have passed away withing 100 years. Basically a constant buzzing unless she focuses on a certain voice or person. Able to tune out the voice when she concentrates on something, for example, a battle, or training.
Powers:
1. Shadow Travel
: All distances are limited to one time per post
: If destination is under 1 mile, then a 3 post cooldown for each use
:If distance is between 1 and 35 miles, then a 5 post cooldown for each use
:If distance is between 36 and 60 miles, then a 10 post cooldown for each use
:If distance is anything between 61 and 80 Miles, then a 15 post cooldown for each use
:Can send items through shadows no bigger than herself, and no farther than her max Shadow Travel distance
:Can Shadow Travel with other people, at most 3 including herself, but the cooldown for each distance is increased by 5 posts per person.
: With items travelling, anything under 10 lbs. requires only 2 posts to cooldown, and anything above 10 lbs. starts from a 3 post cooldown and adds an extra post with every 20 lbs.
: Has an easier time Shadow traveling herself or items to locations she has visited often, at least twice a week, reducing the cooldown by a post. (For example, if she were exactly in the middle of New York and Camp Half-blood, it would be easier for her to go to Camp than it would be to go to New York)
2. Can summon at most 2 skeletons at a time. Each skeleton has a cooldown of 20 posts. Unless destroyed, the skeletons last for 5 posts. If Raven is at full strength, the skeletons can reconstruct themselves once before being destroyed completely.
Social Status: Loner
Summer or Year Rounder: Year Rounder
Years at Camp: None
Life Before Camp:
Through Raven's entire childhood, she lived with her single mother in a small apartment in Philadelphia. Growing up was difficult with the constant teasing about her ADHD and Dyslexia, like most typical Demigods. Though she never had a worse grade than a B, her mother was very strict on her. She had constantly insulted Raven over the smallest things, and even beating her when she made the tiniest mistakes. Shortly after her 11th birthday, Raven was fed up with the way her mother treated her, and ran away. She had only been able to pack a few clothes and a little bit of food in her backpack along with a worn, black hoodie that she never went anywhere without.
After a few weeks of walking around on her own, the monsters finally sniffed her out, cornering her in a small alley in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, roughly 30 miles away from her home. With three Harpies preventing her from simply running away, the only thing she could do was slip away in a small gap that they couldn't fit in, leaving her completely defenseless as she squeezed through, giving the Harpies a chance to attack. They had caused several gashes down her back and the clawed mark on her face, all of which have now become scars. After the close shave with the Harpies, Raven knew she had to be more careful from now on. She never stayed in one spot for more than a couple days, and she managed to feed herself by sneaking food away from various picnics and small businesses. Multiple times she had come very close to being caught by cops and sometimes Child services. Her mother never would have cared enough, so she assumed it must have been a teacher at school or something.
The very second that she had turned thirteen, she began to get this soft buzzing in her ear, almost like too many people talking at once in a room. Not even a full day had passed after her thirteenth birthday before even more monsters showed up. Monsters of all shapes and sizes gave chase to her. Though it was usually the hellhounds and Harpies, but she did spot a couple Stymphalean Birds flying around nearby. Raven, realizing how they never went out of their way to attack humans, began hiding in large crowds and public areas to try and evade them. For months her strategy worked, escaping monsters that seemed to come after her about every other month.. A Cyclops had come a few times, though it was mostly a small group of Harpies or a couple Hellhounds. Day after day, Raven tried to figure out why all these weird things were trying to kill her, but she could never figure out why. Her thoughts ranged from her simply going crazy, all the way up to her being some sort of God. Yet, each idea she had was less believable than the last. With each day that passed, the buzzing in her ear grew stronger, doing a very good job at distracting her from hiding or scavenging. After almost a year of trying to figure out what the buzzing was, she figured out that if she concentrated hard enough, she could focus the buzzing down until it was a voice, though she couldn't figure out who's voice it was. Raven could even focus her mind enough to where the buzzing wasn't as distracting, not getting rid of it completely, but pushing it back so it wasn't as intrusive.
On a day in December, what seemed to be close to Christmas, Raven had let her guard down as she spotted a few families in their homes, admiring their decorations. A Hellhound, about the size of a rottweiler, had snuck up behind her and managed to slash across her back, creating a long gash from her right shoulder to the left side of her lower side. With nowhere to go, Raven gave a loud scream of frustration, and in her anger, forced an undead skeleton to rise out of a crack in the ground. As the skeleton lunged forward to fight, Raven managed to slip away in the commotion, though very slowly from the wound. With no medicine to clean it, the best she was able to do was to wash the wound and wrap bandages around her entire midsection. Luckily, the gash never got infected, and soon scarred over, which is still visible to this day. A few months after she turned 15, she had wandered into a city near the border between Pennsylvania and New York and was found by a young Satyr that was stationed at the middle school. Immediately realizing what Raven was, the satyr managed to convince her to accompany him to Camp Half-Blood.
Role-playing Example:
With one smooth motion, Raven gripped the handle of her Stygian Iron blade and swiftly unsheathed it from her back, creating a slashing arc as she moved it into a defensive stance. She kept most of her body positioned behind her outstretched sword to maximize her defense, making sure to continuously glance around to compensate for her blind spot.
Raven stood still in the same position for a few moments as she built up a bit of energy in her body, before exploding in a flurry slashes and stabs, causing straw and wood shavings to fly everywhere from the training dummy. With each attack, she twisted and moved her body to get as much strength behind the blade as possible. With a loud, worn out sigh, she finally stopped her onslaught, kneeling down onto one knee and stabbed the point of her blade into the ground, resting her arm on the hilt as she took a moment to catch her breath.
Notes:Her Appearance
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