Name: Gwyneth “Gwen” Martin 

Gender: Female 

Age: 20

Appearance: 
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Personality: Gwen is an outgoing person but has become more withdrawn since her return home. She is very sarcastic and is quite the tomboy. Gwen is also very impulsive and has been known to become distracted from finishing tasks. She doesn’t always think highly of herself, but she won’t let another soul know that. She has also grown to be very laid back and can keep a level head when situations get heated.  

Likes: Horror movies and Quentin Tarantino flicks, loud parties with lots of music and dancing. She loves the nightlife, and running for sport or fun. She loves cheese steaks and anything Italian.   

Dislikes: cigarette smoke and people who are assholes when they drink. 

History:
 The earliest years of Gwen’s life was very uneventful, but it was a boring normality that she remembers and still yearns for. Her family had settled into their cozy two story home when Gwen was just an infant and two years before her brother was born. Her mother became a teacher at the elementary school, while her father became a preacher. Needless to say, Gwen’s family became very well established in the community.  The town Gwen grew up in wasn’t much different from the other sleepy towns like it across the country. It was quiet and friendly without much crime or trouble. There was only one subject tabooed by the locals, the manor in the woods. A “Manor” would be an understatement for this place; it looks more like a castle built by old Vlad himself. Those that can be persuading to talk about the manor cannot recall when it was built or if anyone even lives there now. There is a fear shared by this town about that manor, a fear that gags the locals and keeps them inside at night. 

	Gwen did not pay much attention to the stories about the manor, like most she put the ghost stories out of her mind. She was loved by her family and had many friends from church and school. The moment that changed her life seems to come from her nightmares. She was thirteen then, it was Saturday and night was still creeping away when Gwen awoke. She had thought she heard screaming outside her window, but there was no one there. The door to the kitchen was standing wide open, and the sink was on. The stillness of the kitchen scared Gwen, so she ran upstairs to get her mother, but she was gone. Her mother was declared missing for three days until volunteers and police found her body in the woods. It was determined that an animal must have attacked her and nothing more was said about the case. They all grieved, but Gwen’s father had his flock and his religion, Gwen’s brother had his music. Gwen had nothing to help her cope, only questions.  Something had killed her mother, not some animal. But once again fear had silenced the town. Gwen was very angry over the injustice, and the anger made her bitter too early in her life.
  
	The highschool years were a blur of failed tests, parties, and drugs. She graduated highschool and caught a bus out of town on the same day. Gwen was on a downward spiral, but finally, she cried out for help. Two years after running away, Gwen returned to her hometown determine to make amends to her family and try to establish some kind of life.   She is now working at the local diner and trying to enroll at a nearby community college, but something has Gwen’s attention. That old manor has been on Gwen’s mind and it’s only a matter of time before her curiosity drawls her too close in the manor’s grasp.