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Name: Rost Sorge
Age: 17
Race: Human
Appearance: Rost has a slim and fit, build allow for agility as well as some power. His dirty blonde hair, which contrast well with reddish hue skin, is often seen pulled back into a ponytail. His brown eyes can often be found staring off into nothingness. Rost's facial features are little more feminine than he would like, so he often has stubble on his face in order to compensate for the lack of masculine. Rost wears a red button up with a collar, and it has a brown thorn bush pattern on it. The shirt is left unbuttoned to reveal his torso which he covers with white bandages. His wears worn out jeans with holes in them. He always carries his twin blades in hand, usually resting them on his shoulders. Every movement Rost makes flows nicely together never seeming to be stiff.
-Height 5'10"
-Wight 180 lbs
Color: Reddish Brown 
Personality: Rost often seems to be extremely relaxed even during stressful situations. Rost enjoys working with others, but he rarely has faith in others' abilities. He isn't very talkative, and avoids deep conversations. Rost will often comply with any order, but he will try to fulfill them in the way he finds most interesting.
Weapon: Twin swords that are two halves of one blade. They can be used separately or together. They are held in a single sheath that can attach to his right forearm, and fan out into a shield.
Semblance: Rust (can corroded iron and steel)
Backstory: Rost was born from a mother who died during childbirth. Rost's father was a hunter, so he was not around very much, and when he was, he would avoid looking at his own son. Rost asked his nanny why his father hated him. She responded that he did not hate Rost, but in fact loved him very much. The only problem is that Rost reminded his father of his mother, and that brought him much pain. Rost thought the explanation made sense, since his father did not keep any photos of his mother. Rost doesn't even known what his mother even looked like. His nanny said she was beautiful, and he got his good looks from her. The next time his father came home Rost decided to follow him when he left. Rost followed his father onto an airship without being seen. Everyone was kind of distracted, every thing was in disarray, so it wasn't hard to sneak past them. After the airship landed Rost found his way out only to see complete mayhem. There were hunters and huntresses everywhere fighting the Grimm. Rost saw his father and began to run towards him out of fear. Before Rost realized it, he was standing face to face with a giant Ursa. Rost froze out of fear, and as he watched the monster's giant claw bear down on him, he closed his eyes. Rost felt a great impact, but no extreme pain; instead it felt like he was being embraced. Forcing his eyes open, Rost saw his father hunched over him. Rost noticed a large amount of blood draining from his father's back and begun to cry. As Rost sobbed, his father placed his hand upon Rost's head and looked him straight in the eyes. Rost was shocked, he couldn't remember the last time his father made eye contact with him. Rost father's last words were, "I love you son. I'm sorry for not being around more," his father died shortly after. At that moment Rost decided to become a hunter, so he could get strong enough to protect others.