[center][h2][color=fff200]Amelia Averyonna[/color][/h2]
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Amelia listened to Damian as he talked, never speaking up or moving from her seat. She had suspected he had been in some sort of profession that involved death. Being able to see the dead had the added perk, sometimes curse, of seeing an Aura of Death around people. Normally she needed to concentrate to see it, usually because a person rarely if ever killed. However, those involved in war, contract killing, or some activity that involved a lot of killing personally had the aura around them constantly. Damian, with his past of war and killing, was one such person, as an aura of black energy surrounded him, like a heavy cape draped around his entire person.
"[color=fff200]I wondered why you had such a strong aura around you. To be a child soldier, willing or not, must've been hard[/color]." She said, having a sad smile on her face."[color=fff200]But you should be happy. You got to know your parents and you have happy and sad memories of them. Family should share that kind of thing. I... don't have any. I never knew my parents and the closest person I had to a mother is dead. She might still be with me, but it was better when she was alive rather then dead.

I suppose you'll want to know a little about me now? It's only fair, given how you've told me about yourself. Ask me anything you want. I will answer truthfully and to the best of my ability[/color]."