Anne Edwards, daughter of Kalokagathia, Hunter of Artemis [ FINISHED ]

Guest

A N N E | E D W A R D S; daughter of Kalokagathia, god of nobility
"I always have two reasons for doing anything: a good reason and the real reason."

Gender:
Female.

Age:
Being a Hunter of Artemis she doesn't physically age. So she looks to be about sixteen. But she was really born in 1895. Making her 115 years old.

Description:
Anne has a slender body, about the height of five foot six or five. She has very long legs, made for a runner. She's very thin, because she is a vegetarian. Although she walks around like she owns the place.
She has a circle-shaped face with deep-set aquamarine colored eyes. Her brows are naturally thick, but that's the way she likes them. She has long, light eyelashes. Her cheeks are generally tight across her face, as she suffered from malnutrition a while back. Anne has long, wavy, light-brown hair to the middle of her back. She wears it natural most of the time, or in a ponytail. It has touches of blonde and hints of red in it. When the sunlight hits it, it looks slightly golden.
Her style wavers between Hunter and Farm-life. She almost always wears cowboy boots and shorts and a plaid shirt or a flannel depending on the weather. If it's warm outside she'll wear a tank top.

Mortal parent:
Charlotte Edwards

Powers**:
None, really. Just qualities from her god parent.
-Great nobility
-Stands up for what she believes in.
-Isn't afraid to call you out.
-Leadership qualities.

Flaws***:
She'll do anything for her friends. She'd even die for them. She's very loyal. And she has a fear of cruise ships.

Pets:
A silver and black Husky named Kevin.

Weapon****:
A bow named Starlight and a quiver full of arrows. She likes to dip her arrowtips in explosives. Making for a colorful attack.

Talents/Skills:
-Archery.
-Oddly, swimming.
-She speaks fluent German, French, Gaelic, and Italian. Of course, English.

RP Example*:
A girl about sixteen stepped out on the ledge. The edge of the cliff was rocky and it looked dangerous, much too dangerous for her to be out there. A fatal-looking bow and quiver were slung over her back. Her long, wavy hair blew back in the wind. She turned her head to the rising sun in the East. It was clear they were in Grand Canyon, what with all the ledges and such. Keeping her eyes trained on the horizon, she retrieved a small whistle from her front pocket. Slowly she put it up to her lips. She sucked in a deep breath and blew hard. The whistle made no noise; the whistle was a dog whistle. Silently a few white dogs came forth from the shadows behind her. She gave a quick, sharp command in a foreign toungue and the dogs pawed at their ears as they started to retreat back into the woods with a task. The girl turned and smiled a sharp, white smile.

Biography*:
Anne Edwards was brought into this world on September 29, 1895. Yes, that's right, 1895. Anne grew up in Northern England in a small cottage with her mother and a sister, named Marlene. Marlene was alreadly married at age sixteen and Anne didn't know her too much. They weren't as close as sisters should be. They were extremely different, as Marlene was a daughter of Apollo. Anne's mother, Charlotte, was a younger woman with big dreams. She wanted to move out of England and build a new life for her daughter. That dream wouldn't come true for a while. Anne was taught how to cook and read and write by her mother through homeschooling. Anne could not gasp the idea of cooking, though. She burned everything.
Soon it was near the end of 1911 and Anne's mother came home one day with second class tickets for the Titanic. It was the maiden voyage and Charlotte had saved for these tickets for years. Since she had heard about the maiden voyage. Anne was extremely happy about this decision. Soon they were packing and selling. They sold their house, cows, the horse, chickens, and some of Charlotte's mother's things. They had a very good fortune on their hands. Anne had the idea of stowing it away in a little glove. Anne was the most responsible of the two and she decided to keep it on her at all times.
It was the year 1912 and the two had just stepped foot into the cabin on the Titanic. Anne and Charlotte loved the ship. It was big, and it had lots of room to spread out and explore. Anne also made a friend on the ship. Her name was Beckie. Beckie was from somewhere in England, as well. Beckie was first class, though. What Beckie was doing on the second class deck was mind-boggling to Anne. Anne and Beckie quickly became best friends.
Then came that fateful night of April 15th 1912. The first class passengers were awakened by the stewards and told to put on their lifejackets. They all thought it was a ridiculous time to be doing a cautionary drill. Many of the first class passengers told the stewards to lock up their jewlery. Of course, they wouldn't be getting it back.
Anne chose that particular night to have a sleepover with Beckie. Anne and Beckie put on their warmest clothes, as instructed by Beckie's father. Anne borrowed a sweater and jacket from Beckie. Soon they were joined by Anne's mother on the top deck. Anne's mother had been out for a stroll; Anne's mother was an insomniac. Anne had a feeling that this wasn't a drill, so when they called for women and children, Anne quickly rushed Beckie and her mother to a lifeboat. Anne knew there were children in third class still. She quickly flew down flights of stairs calling for women and children. She managed to round up six children and three women and two maids. All of them rushed to the lifeboats to find only one left. They all climbed in. Soon it was set to go. The boat started to lowered down as Anne glanced up and saw a mother and a small child. Anne shot up and grabbed her son and helped the woman jump into the boat. She hardly noticed the child's strange yellow eyes as the boat gave a violent rock.
As soon as they were far away from the ship and it looked like a small yacht, it's lights flickered out and thousands of screams choroused together. The boat's front began to rise and several people on Anne's boat screamed and watched in horror as it stood straight up and then sunk. Anne watched the water around the sunken boat. It was almost white with thrashing people. The cries of the dying rose loud into the night.
When all the chaos died down, Anne pleaded to go back and look for survivors. The steward rowing told her to sit down and shut up. Anne was quieted down, until Molly Brown demanded they turn around. It didn't work. The mate on the lifeboat told her the same thing that he told Anne. Anne smiled at Mrs. Brown and nodded her appreciation.
As it turns out, the woman with her son was the goddess Artemis and a puppy husky in the form of a baby. Artemis wanted to thank Anne for her bravery, so Anne joined the Hunters. When they were rescued by the boat, the Carpathia Anne met up with her mother and Beckie. Her mother and Beckie had nearly gone nuts with worry. Anne told her mother that she was joining the Hunters of Artemis. Her mother gladly agreed but on one condition: Anne had to send her mother letters every week.
Anne's mother died in 1939 of old age with Marlene and Anne by her side.
Anne lived through a number of important events. Like the first car that was assembled on a line. The Triangle Fire, The Spanish Flu, the 1920's, she even saw Babe Ruth hitting a homerun. She lived through the Great Depression, she and the Hunters traveled to Germany and freed a few slaves at the Concentration camps, she lived through the rest of WWII, the Golden Age, she hardly remembers the sixties, though. Anne witnessed the launch of the first man in space, the assassination of JFK and the Berlin Wall going up. She heard about many massascres during the 70's, and the Vietnam war. The 80's and 90's were a blur to Anne.

Notes:
Nopeee.

Well, this looks good, so Approved.

» Hunter Of Artemis
» A hunter of Artemis
» Hunter of Artemis charrie
» Nikki Maloney, Hunter of Artemis
» Character Form: Im on the other site aswell and a bit confused..can I make a Hunter Of Artemis?