Name:Verity Taylor
Age:15
Gender:Female
Eyes:1 blue, 1 green
Hair:Black with blue highlights
Height:4'11"
Body Type:Athletic
Skin Color:Tanned, sorta middle eastern looking
God Parent:Ma'at
Mortal Parent:Martin Taylor
Country of Origin:Egypt
Pets:A lioness named after her mother
Talents:Law, giving orders, singing
Skills:The human body nerve system( using it for her advantage)
Weapon:Has a scepter that she uses for defense, rarely will she attack
Flaws:Can be bossy and difficult.
Powers:Can make most anyone tell the truth( but it drains her when they resist) and can bring peace to chaos( drains her)
Life Before CHB:Lived with father for 8 years in Cairo. Then moved to the US and stayed in Phoenix, Arizona. Attracted to the heat, the safeness lulled Verity. She was attacked by a mysterious fog at school, killing most of the students. Her father sent her to New York and she made her way to the camp.
RP Example:The red sun beat down on my face and I smiled. The lake beneath me rippled as I dipped my foot into it. This place was so fudging weird. No desert, no heat. Just green, green, green, and more effing GREEN! >: ( But it wasn't all bad. Nice people, nice views, and . . .that's about all that's nice here. So chaotic and mean. This one crazy girl killed 7 people! :O 7 EFFING PEOPLE!
Any notes about your characters:Wears an ostrich feather