WolfGirl's Characters

Name: Aria Gelphis
Age: 14
Gender: Girl
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Light Brown
Height: 5'4"
Body Type: Slim
Skin Color: Light
God Parent: Mania
Mortal Parent: Carson Gelphis
Country of Origin: United States
Pets: None
Talents: Has wicked sword fighting skills
Weapon**: Double-bladed Stygian iron sword
Flaws: Tends to be jumpy and is hates loud noises. She can be very closed off from others and turned inwards. More than anything, she fears being alone forever.
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional): Can make her enemies temporarily goofy so that their normal perception of things is violently distorted for about a quarter of an hour. It is possible for them to resist depending on the strength of the mental barriers around their minds. Her victims usually have vivid hallucinations or become powerless to control their own actions and go berserk. Sometimes, when is is angry, upset, or frightened, her power can burst forth and effect whoever the emotion is directed at. She has no control over this part of her power.
Life Before CHB*: Aria and her father led a relatively normal life. She was constantly seeing things however that she was sure shouldn't exist, but since she was never attacked she thought little of it. Her dad disappeared when she was seven and no one ever found out what happened to him. She had no living relatives and never knew who her mother was; consequently, she was sent to an orphanage. Knowing what would await her there, she used her powers to mess with her guardian's mind long enough for her to escape. After that, the monster attacks began. Without a home, she wandered until she found Camp Half-Blood.
RP Example*: Aria sighed and sat down on a flat rock. The water from the river splashed over her feet, sending cold pinpricks into her. She ignored this and ran her fingers through her unkempt brown hair. From her best judgement, she was probably around fourteen now. A fish jumped in the swiftly moving current and she smiled slightly. The sunlight sparkled on the water so that it almost hurt to look at it. She closed her eyes and let the warmth envelope her. Slowly, she forgot herself.
Any notes about your characters: She's spunky and isn't easily fazed by impending danger.

Need one more flaw.

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