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[h3][i]"?."[/i]
~ Octavia.[/h3]

[h3][i][b]~General Information~[/b][/i][/h3]

[b]Name:[/b] Octavia Ramírez-Arellano (Doesn't use her last name).
[b]Nick-Names:[/b] The Amazon, The Warrior, Tavia.
[b]Sex/ Gender:[/b] Female.
[b]Age:[/b] Seventeen Years Old.
[b]Place Of Origin:[/b] Unknown.
[b]Camp Cabin:[/b] Cabin Six - Hermes.

[b]Appearance - Seventeen Years Old:[/b]
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[h3][i][b]~Relationship Information~[/b][/i][/h3]

[b]Relationship Status:[/b] Single (Hates Men).
[b]Sexuality:[/b] Heterosexual/ Straight.
[b]Partner:[/b] None at this point in time.
[b]Godly Parent:[/b] Ἑρμης - Hermes; God of animal husbandry, roads, travel, hospitality, heralds, diplomacy, trade, thievery, language, writing, persuasion, cunning wiles, athletic contests, gymnasiums, astronomy, and astrology.
[b]Human Parent:[/b] Hylla Ramírez-Arellano; Queen of the Amazons.
[b]Aunt:[/b] Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano.
[b]Siblings:[/b] Luke Castellan (Older Half-Brother - Deceased), Connor Stoll (Older Half-Brother - No Longer A Camper), Travis Stoll (Older Half-Brother - No Longer A Camper), Hawley Eames Griffin (Older Half-Brother).
[b]Legacy:[/b] Αρης - Ares; God of war, battle lust, civil order and manly courage. Ενυο Ενυω - Bellona; Roman Goddess of war, destruction and devastation.
[b]Pet/s:[/b] None.
[b]Other:[/b] Erin Marie Chase (Acquaintance - Reaper Of Souls), Syleste Astrea Niore (Acquaintance - Clasher Of Dreams And Nightmares), Arianna Louise Watson (Acquaintance - Twister Of Minds), Ky’ vie Morgan (Acquaintance - Master Of The Forge), Aella Lorraine Stedford (Acquaintance/ Respects - Roman Mounted Warrior Beauty), Roy Montag (Acquaintance - Master Of The Four Winds).


[h3][i][b]~Personal Information~[/b][/i][/h3]

[b]Personality:[/b] ?.

[b]Skills:[/b] Seen to be not only exceedingly athletic, but also rather skilled in things such as parkour by all those within her tribe who know her; Octavia is an extremely agile young woman, her quite notable speeds along with her both exceedingly nimble and flexible body allowing her to manoeuvre herself up walls and trees, and into small or high places that most, if not all others might find impossible to do so.

Taking more after her Legacy than she does her actual father, Octavia shows extensive skill and love when it comes to her abilities with a weapon of almost any kind; the young Amazon showing no hesitation or fear when engaging in battle with the opponent of whom comes up against her- each and every action taken just as fast and precise as the last, and at times, twice as deadly and dangerous; and while preferring the familiar feeling of steel as her friend in combat, Octavia shows no quarrels in using whatever she can find laying about while engaged in a fight, whether it be to attack, or to defend herself.


[b]Biography:[/b]
Once again, I sit in the silence of my room writing the thoughts that wander into my mind… Mother believes that I am too old to be writing such memoirs, though I stood strong against her once again. She believes this to be a good quality for the next Queen- she even went as far as to tell me that I am doing well in my studies as next in line. I truly have no thoughts against such things. Ever since I can remember, I have been trained… raised into this life, and taught all that I must know in order to be able to take my place as head of the tribe when the time comes- to hear such a compliment fall from mothers lips… it fills me with such pride. I know that I can do this. I can become the warrior, the leader- the woman that she wants me to become… I just need to focus on the things that are important.

This morning, we fought. I am by far the strongest to travel through the tribe since my mother; it is something I have heard over and over- but today they finally gave me that chance to prove myself against any and all who believed themselves to be strong enough to take me in combat. It was not as though I was not enjoying myself; when I fight, I feel as though I am truly alive… as if my heart is soaring. Body, mind and blade become one, and I can do anything. Take anyone. Those of who believed me to only be favoured learned such a thing the hard way; each of them earning a permanent reminder of my skill as they fell to the ground at my feet.

Once three of them fell to the dirt, most others decided to shy away. Such cowards we have within the tribe. It is a sign that they are pathetic, and weak. Two traits I will not allow, under any circumstances, to fester in among the women after I am made the Queen… Later, Chieya and I were in the middle of our match when the sound of the warning horn blew, ringing both loud and clear throughout the village, and for all within and working around it to hear. Neither of us hesitated. Neither of us even spoke a single word to each other, or anyone around us; we just left to carry out our duty- to protect the tribe at all cost against whatever was threatening us.

It was not the first time have seen a man; though it is the first time that I have seen one so young, and wandering so close to our village before. He was alone… or at least, from what I could see he was alone. How he had even managed to cross over the deep and raging river without the help of the tree tops was surprising, and seemed to have even him celebrating the fact that he had arrived on the opposite side alive and in one piece. That was, until I ran my spear through the center of his chest… The sound of terrified screams and scrambling filled the air from somewhere on the opposite side of the river, but I just could not look away from the man now slumped back, unmoving and bleeding out on the rocks not too far from where I stood. The look upon his face… the surprise… I cannot deny that I felt quite a deep satisfaction welling within my heart.

I carried him back to the village. Presented him to my mother and the other elders, while the rest of the tribe watched on in silence. I was the only one to bring back a prize from the hunt; the others I had not realized were with him, had managed to get away from the area, and out of the tribes reach. My mother and the elders left to meet- there was nothing else left but to return back to what we had been doing before the horn had sounded. Though I tried to focus on the task at hand; I just could not stop thinking about the look upon the man’s face… the way that his blood had stained the rocks and the water red; and how I had been the cause of his death. It was not until the sun was almost set upon the horizon that I was called in to speak privately with my mother.

She spoke to me about my heritage, and about two men and a woman I had spent my life giving praise to, and worshipping along with the other Gods and Goddesses within our lives. Lord Hermes, the mighty Lord Ares, and the Lady Bellona. I do not know what it is that I am meant to believe anymore; mother claims them all to be real… and above that, she claims Hermes to be my father, and that I am Legacy to the war Gods... I believe it to explain much about myself... She spoke to me of a place in which my father sent word about; a place where others fathered and mothered by the Gods can go to learn the ways of their divine halves. A place she called Camp Half-Blood. Fitting… half-blood… my blood is tainted, but with that of the Gods. I am still unsure as to whether or not this is a good thing.

I am being sent away. At first light, I leave the village. One last test; one that I must complete so that I may prove myself to the tribe, before I am to come back and take my mother’s place as Queen. I have already packed away the things that I am to be taking with me; the only thing left is this book… I could not put it away without writing in today’s events. They are far too great- far too important to just settle in mind before being forgotten in the morn. I understand what it is that I must do… and while I am reluctant to truly put faith into what I have been told this day, I will do what I must in order to securely preserve the future of this tribe.

As the sun rises within the East, so shall I take my first steps out of the tribe’s boarder and into the rest of the world. The only comfort I will have is this book and the rest of my belongings I am to take with me… May my father's blessing shine over me on this journey… and pray we never encounter one another. I would hate to spill blood that I share in my veins… Now as the thought crossed through my mind, I must wash clean the crimson that stains my blade- I will not soon forget the way in which I felt when I took my first life.

I must go now. My eyes beg for rest, when my mind cannot settle. I still have much to think of.
Octavia.


[h3][i][b]~Demigod Information~[/b][/i][/h3]

[b]Demigod Abilities:[/b] Born into the world as a child of Hermes, and a Legacy of the God of War; Octavia has been lucky enough to inherit not only ? of her father’s more notable traits and abilities, but has also been able to inherit one of Ares more commonly noted abilities- the young Amazon herself, while holding no mastery over her abilities of ?, ? and ?, showing both an exceedingly strong and rather disciplined control over the ability of telumkinesis; the only trait inherited to her by the Lord Ares..

Telumkinesis (Slight) - [i]Born a Legacy to Ares, God of war, Octavia has a rather extensive and vast amount of control and slight power over the weapons in which she chooses to wield; the young Amazon, while not able to conjure weapons from thin air like any normal child of Ares, is able to correctly identify a vast majority of weaponry as well as how to correctly use such weapons while in combat. Exceedingly competitive and prideful, especially against the male species, Octavia is able to use her inherited ability, along with her natural and trained talent in combat to quickly engage in battle against any and all who come up against her; the young woman able to hold her own, even against the best of opponents for any given time.[/i]



[h3][i][b]~Weaponry Information~[/b][/i][/h3]

[b]Weapon/s:[/b] Seen to be one of the most dangerous, unpredictable and exceedingly violent demigods within Camp Half-Blood, both her strength and her skills during combat within the arena are not only remarkable, but also rarely matched by those who come up against her; Octavia’s volatile style of fighting not only able to keep her opponent on their toes, but also second guessing what it is they believe her capable of doing.
[b]Weapon/s Name:[/b] Brought up with more important things to worry about; Octavia does not believe in naming the weapons in which she wields- the young Amazon believing it to be a trivial matter, and not worth wasting her time on such things. 
[b]Weapon/s Type:[/b] Spear, twin daggers, and a war horn.
[b]Attributes:[/b] None.

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[b]Weapon/s Appearance:[/b]

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Fighting Abilities: Showing remarkable skill and ability when it comes to leading those under her command, Octavia has been classed as not only a fierce warrior, but also the best warrior of her generation within her tribe; proving her worth to the elders of her tribe in both armed and hand-to-hand combat, her rather unique and, at times, deadly style of combat leaving her opponent tending to wounds or laying still, and unmoving upon the ground. Exceptionally skilled at handling a blade during battle, Octavia’s almost lightning-fast reflexes mixed with her excellent speed and flexibility, allow her to be able to not only pull her weapon quickly from its sheath, but to send it soaring or to strike down her target in a rather quick succession of time- and while her obvious hatred for men is shown clear upon her features, the young Amazon shows almost no hesitation in having to team up with them in order to get the job done if necessary.


[h3][i][b]~Other Information~[/b][/i][/h3]

[b]Other:[/b] Given to her as not only a sign of her high status within the tribe, but also to mark her as the next in line to take over her mother’s place as chiefest; Octavia was marked at an incredibly young age with greyish-black [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/27/a6/61/27a661ad6da86e1e2053f68ab8523bd4.jpg]tribal like tattoos[/url], which cover a majority of the right-side of her body- the tattoo a long-standing tradition practiced within the tribe, and the ceremony for which spanning over the course of three days after the girls ninth name day.


[h3][i][b]~Theme Song~[/b][/i][/h3]

[b]Theme Song:[/b]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f0EQlIzPowM]"In The End" by Black Veil Brides.[/url]

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