Name: Lola Smith
Age: 14
Eyes: Gray, but when the light hits them, they look silver
Hair: Shoulder length black hair with bangs
Height: about 4'10
Body Type: very petite, almost too skinny
Skin Color: pale
God Parent: Hephaestus
Mortal Parent: Keeley Smith
Country of Origin: Britain
Pets: used to have a black cat, but she is deceased
Talents: She is an amazing actress and singer who hopes to be on Broadway one day
Skills: is very good at art and can draw well
Weapon: she dosent enjoy fighting, but if its nessacary, then a knife
Flaws: is terribly clumsy and a horrible fighter, also trusts much too easily and fears heights
Powers: can conjur (can't spell) and control flames
Life Before CHB: lived in London with her single mother, and had a fairly normal life until now. Although she lived in the middle of the city, she didn't have any friends. She only experienced one monster attack, which was on a vacation in Paris. After that, her mother immeadiately took her on a plane (however sccared Lola was) to New York. Explaining her Lola's situation during the car ride, her mother promised that this was all for the best, and left her on half blood hill.
RP Example: I pushed my thick black hair away from my eyes, surveying the camp. Well, all I could really see was a pine tree with some kind of golden blanket hung on it. And wait, was that a dragon?! Blink blink. Cool! I almost ran up to it for a closer look, but edged around it as the dragon snorted up some flames. But I completely forgot the dragon as I laid eyes on the camp. This was going to be great.
Any notes about your characters: Uh, she is from the other site and has just woken up from a coma