[center][h1]Emma Knowles[/h1]
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[b]Age:[/b] 21
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Occupation:[/b] Amateur Photographer. Renegade. Hitchhiker.

[b]Appearance:[/b]
Emma stands at 5'5", around average height for a woman. Progressive for the times, she wears her hair short and dresses in trousers and men's boots. With the amount of walking she does in a day, skirts and cute feminine shoes "are simply not practical." 

While not necessarily attractive, there is something alluring about Emma's quirky demeanor and easy confidence. She can often be seen with a cigarette either tucked behind one ear, held between two fingers, or placed in the corner of her lips. 

[b]Personality:[/b]
Free-spirited, adventurous, and highly questioning of the status quo, Emma was never meant to live a conventional life. She is fascinated by the world, and lives in the moment with little regard for the future or consequences. Emma prides herself on trying to figure people out. Perhaps that is why hitchhiking is so alluring - a constant stream of new people, new conversations, new stories, all mixed in with a constant sense of adventure. 

Emma has a deep love of photography. She carries with her a Kodak Brownie - a cheap, but reliable camera, and plenty of extra film. 

[b]History:[/b]
Emma was born in a quiet town, the only child of a nurse at the local hospital and a carpenter. Her childhood was quiet. Uneventful. In a town of 1200 people, little ever happens. Even at a young age, though, it was clear that the girl had a sense of adventure. She would spend her days exploring the wilderness behind her house, behind the local school. Leaving the hiking trails and forging new paths for herself. Traipsing through the woods until she reached the main road, and then turning around until she found the trail again. 

Her parents had a very specific set of goals in mind for Emma's life. She would attend post-secondary school. She would meet a husband, preferably one with a bit of money. They would settle down, have a few children, and life would be happy. For years, Emma begrudgingly followed this path. She went to school, yes. It was there that she picked up her love of photography, from a woman named Kate who she would undoubtedly always love far more than the man she would become engaged to. Kate, with her long curls and soft skin, was an alluring subject for Emma's budding photography skills. 

At the age of twenty, she started seeing Matthew Connors. Two months later, he proposed. She accepted. The wedding was a quiet affair. Three months into the marriage, despite her best efforts, Emma still could not bring herself to be attracted to the man. She fled at night, taking to the road, and has not been heard from since. 

Six months later, her wanderings have brought her to Hackamore, and the Trammel forest.