**Anrah is back**

Name: Anrah

Gender: Female

Age: 19

Appearance: [I can't set the image in with this new format](http://33.media.tumblr.com/6f321f68e9d01c0954629210addc175d/tumblr_ndpvtuODpx1qf8mfdo6_500.jpg)

Personality: Anrah can get angry very quickly, and is not very forgiving once she is wronged. She's protective of those she has deemed part of her family, and is the most ruthless if you harm them. She isn't good at being comforting in the traditional way, but she'll give you the cold hard facts of the situation at hand, and she won't be soft on you or hide the truths she sees. She likes control but is also adaptable if she can get a read on the situation at hand and rework it in her mind until she is more comfortable/knowledgeable of her place.

Likes: Writing, street fighting, reading, and music. She'll read books for hours and shut people out until something bigger sparks her curiosity.

Dislikes: Ignorance, tea, cowardice, manipulation, heat, elitists, extremists, loud noises and cities. Being left out of the loop can cause her a bit of anxiety because she likes control of her mind and situation, so she hates when people try to hide things from her.

History: Anrah grew up in a family that was always moving; from country to country, she never had a great time making friends or having an up-to-par education. When she was 8, she asked her mom to homeschool her since she knew she wouldn't be able to keep catching up in school. By making games and hands-on assignments, her mother taught her faster than any school, and by the time she was 14 she was a year above her grade level. Her dad decided he could no longer handle the nomad like lifestyle they led, and settled down in Wales right before her 15th birthday.

She was separated from her mother at 16 in a flood in Dublin. Unable to find her mother after things were clear, Anrah continued to travel by herself around Ireland for another 2 years. Deciding she liked Ireland, at least the more natural parts of it, she chose to walk through the country side and view all the old castles on foot. On her 19th birthday, she was sleeping in one of the old abandoned castles when she was brought to wakefulness by the crunching of rock and dirt beneath feet. As soon as she got up to look around, she felt pain in her neck and everything went black. She later awoke in the castle.