[b]Name[/b]: Rose Elizabeth Andrews

[b]Age[/b]: 24

[b]Gender[/b]: Female

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She stands a proud 5 foot and 5 inches tall. She has brown hair and bright blue eyes. She has a small athletic build to her. She will occasionally wear her hair in a pony tail.
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[b]Personality[/b]: She is quiet most of the time. She does not speak unless she feels she has something important to say. She acts very polite and formal to everyone she meets. She will not start a conversation with you unless you have something she wants or needs. Well, that is not entirely true. She is shy around new people and is very slow to open or even trust new people. Easy to say she does not make new friends easily. Once she does get used to a person, she will open up and be friendly. Once you are a friend, you are always her friend. Good warning though. Once she opens up to a person, that person might not get her to stop talking again. Ever.

[b]Background[/b]: She was born on the East Coast of the United States as the second child of a US Marine. When her father left the service, he moved her and the rest of her family to Phoenix, Arizona. There she was raised. From a young age, her father taught her and her brothers (one older and one younger) how to survive in the outdoors. She was still too young to understand all of it but it did spawn a love for the outdoors way from the city. Her Father probably intended to prepare his children for military service. However, the keys began falling. When she was eight years of age, she remembers standing on the back porch of her family residence on the outskirts of Phoenix and watching a light show. At the time she thought they were shooting stars and thinking it harmless she happily made wishes on them. 

Her family left their home the next day. Her parents packed up the car and headed North into the Mountains of Northern Arizona. There among the pines, they set up in a cabin with some trusted family friends away from Civilization in the hope of avoiding the keys. As power outages became worse with the destruction of the Palo Verde nuclear power plant and Hoover Dam, her family was largely unaffected until refugees began heading into the mountains. At first, her family tried the help the refugees that found them deep in the mountains. However like all good intentions, sooner or later you are going to have to pay for every good deed you do. The number of refugees that were coming out of the desert into the mountains were too many. Eventually, her parents had to start denying aid to the refugees. Simply put, the refugees did not like that. Things when downhill from there when guns got involved. Her family was forced out of the cabin and had to run for their lives. Rose's older brother was shot dead in the escape and her father died while trying to ensure their escape. 

From that point on, her family and the close family friend that had survived wondered. After their vehicle ran out of fuel, they walked. they headed back south to have one last look at their home in Phoenix then they headed east looking for somewhere safe. Her group survived by scavenging what supplies they could from already looted stores and occasionally found a working vehicle that would take them as far as they could towards the next town. Over the years, they had tried to settle only to be run out by locals, or raiders, or keys. The group had never been large but after repeatedly running into bad luck the numbers dwindled. Her family got as far as El Paso, Texas before their luck truly ran out. They found what they though was a government run refugee camp. They joined it only to find it was full of problems. Supply issues had made rations tight and more refugees coming in made tensions erupt into full blown riots. Rose managed to escape with her head and her younger brother. Her family however was caught in the crossfire between rioters and US troops. Not knowing what to do, she headed back west toward Arizona, the only home she had ever know. She took her little brother with her. Somewhere in New Mexico, Her brother came down with an illness that claimed his life. Rose has wandered more or less alone ever since.

[b]Strengths[/b]: 
1. She is good at land navigation with the good old map and compass. She can also use the stars to find her way.
2. She is good with basic trauma medicine. She can splint a leg, suture a wound shut, and stop bleeding from stab wounds or bullets. She also know procedures like child birth or limb amputations. 
3. She has the uncanny ability to not be noticed unless she wants to. This has helped her survive on many occasions.

[b]Weaknesses/Allergies/Fears[/b]: 
1. Ants. Not sure if it is a fear or a hatred. Could be both but she will destroy any ant that comes near her. She will also make an effort to avoid ants. The bigger the ants the worse they are. 
2. Water. She is an excellent swimmer but she fears what else can swim too. She does not want to fight anything that hides in water.
3. Chocolate. Not a fear but a weakness. Chocolate is the best think the pre apocalypse world had ever made. She loves scavenging old buildings for chocolates.
4. Confinement. Similar to claustrophobia but the size of the area does not matter. She does not like not being able to move freely or escape.
5. Cats. Not a fear but something of a love (weakness). She loves cats cannot bear to see one hurt. This is the domesticated kind of cat not the bobcat. In a normal would she might have become the crazy cat lady.
6. Caves. She is scared of caves and being underground. 'Bears live in caves.'
7. Dogs. She fears dogs. Not individual dogs nor the small little dogs you can punt over the wall. She fears big dogs. The kinds that run in packs and who's bite is sometimes and often worse than their bark.

[b]Gear[/b]: A desert digital camo colored camping internal frame backpack 15 in x 8 in x 20 in., a canteen with a little bit of fresh water, and a orange switch blade knife about 4 inches long with the Star of Life engraved in the handle. Also cares a small single handed hatchet and a folding entrenchment tool salvaged from an old military surplus store. She has several sets of clothes and a sleeping bag.