Okay, so most of the sheet is done, except the history because I have five years worth of information to cover (late 2012-present). Still, I thought to get an idea on what you thought, and if I need to make any changes.

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[center][color=darkslateblue][sub][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cl14pGN1twU]Character Theme: Caplo - Battle for Gilneas[/url][/sub][/color][/center]
[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/PL0P7xy.png[/img]

[sub][color=darkslateblue]"Choosing to fight against my countrymen was one of the most difficult choices I've had to make. Crushing the Forsaken underneath my boot, however, will never be one of them."[/color][/sub][/center]

[color=Gray][sub][ ❇ ] I N F O R M A T I O N[/sub][/color][hr]
[indent][color=darkslateblue][b]Gender:[/b][/color] [color=Gray]Female[/color]

[color=darkslateblue][b]Race:[/b][/color] [color=gray]Gilnean Human[/color]

[color=darkslateblue][b]Class:[/b][/color] [color=gray]Hunter[/color]

[color=darkslateblue][b]Height:[/b][/color] [color=Gray]170 cm[/color]

[color=darkslateblue][b]Weight:[/b][/color] [color=Gray]56 kg[/color]

[color=darkslateblue][b]Hair Color:[/b][/color] [color=Gray]Russet brown[/color]

[color=darkslateblue][b]Eye Color:[/b][/color] [color=Gray]Battleship gray[/color]

[color=darkslateblue][b]Complexion:[/b][/color] [color=Gray]Scarred[/color]

[color=darkslateblue][b]Body Composition:[/b][/color] [color=Gray]Slim[/color][/indent]
[color=Gray][sub][ ❇ ] A P P E A R A N C E & E Q U I P M E N T[/sub][/color][hr]
[indent][color=gray]In comparison to the average Gilnean woman, Aquanthe's height and weight is nothing special. Her height had not been stunted by a deficiency, and Aquanthe is a clear and healthy weight. However, what noble and fair skin Aquanthe once had has been tattered with scars from injuries long past. A deep scar runs down her left eye, which would have rendered Aquanthe blind in that eye were it not for some powerful rejuvenating magic. In consideration to her hair, Aquanthe usually has her hair kept short (sometimes in a bun or ponytail), although her hairstyle is usually a matted mess devoid of care.

Her garments are just as dirty as her hairstyle is, yet Aquanthe has shown more effort in caring for her clothing and armor. Patched leather and fur armor is adorned with various trophies, such as bones and teeth from the many monsters of Azeroth. Affixed within her garb is various pouches, where within Aquanthe stores numerous enchanted rounds for flintlock revolvers and rifle, with the most common being simple steel to the lesser being metals such as elementium or saronite. Over her chest lies a fraying Gilneas tabard, tattered by age and coated in blood and dirt stains.

For weaponry, Aquanthe uses a wide array of various tools and weapons. Being a skilled sharpshooter, Aquanthe mainly prefers ranged weaponry, and her arsenal shows it. If she needs to make a point by blasting a hole through someone, Aquanthe has set of Gilnean-forged revolvers and a rifle to use on the battlefield. However, if more silent matters are desired, Aquanthe also has a bow crafted from the woods of Northrend, which is adorned with a small axhead should she need to defend herself in close quarters. If that ever should be the issue, Aquanthe wields a few dagger-like blades to skewer her opponents in the gut as well.

Additionally, Aquanthe is known to employ various traps and poisons. The traps appear as normal bear traps, yet they are affixed with various crystals that have different effects depending on their enchantment. However, the poisons are a much more simpler matter, and can usually be found on the black market that anyone can purchase from (if they intend on doing illegal dealings, that is). Finally, on rare occasions, Aquanthe can be seen using a black Gilnean mastiff named Winfield. While Winfield may appear fluffy on the outside, on the inside he is a vicious dog that will latch on his foes until injuries take him or Aquanthe calls him off.[/color][/indent]

[color=Gray][sub][ ❇ ] P E R S O N A L I T Y[/sub][/color][hr]
[indent][color=gray]Much like her king, Aquanthe is a woman with a strong sense of pride and arrogance. Despite having fought against Greymane during the Northgate rebellion, Aquanthe holds herself in the same fashion as the reasons behind the Greymane Wall's construction. Her words snide and actions roguish, war and conflict has changed Aquanthe--a bleak contrast of the naivety she once displayed during her noble youth. Aquanthe holds her head high in defiance like most Gilneans, often with a desire to prove herself the better over the "mongrels" (as she calls the Horde, but most specifically, the Forsaken) that invaded her homeland and the homelands of her allies.

Regarding the Horde, Aquanthe's beliefs are more or less similar to her king's. As a member of the Alliance, Aquanthe feels a strong distaste for those of the Horde. While she has the tenacity to hold her tongue if she deems it important, fighting alongside the Horde--the Forsaken even more so--is a test of willpower for Aquanthe. History has shown that trusting the Horde or the Forsaken will only lead to downfall and betrayal after betrayal, especially from the perspective of a Gilnean. Having lost family and friends to the Horde, Aquanthe hopes the Legion defeat will not take long, lest her own strengths be tested further than they should be.[/color][/indent]
[color=Gray][sub][ ❇ ] B I O G R A P H Y[/sub][/color][hr]
[indent][color=darkslateblue][b]Clarice Alaina Wolverton[/b][/color] [color=gray]or otherwise primarily known as[/color] [color=darkslateblue][b]Aquanthe Wolverton[/b][/color] [color=gray]was born to a royal guardsman and a shopkeep during the year 1112 F.A. (as is the Aderician Calendar), just prior to the First War. Inducted to the noble elites from birth, Clarice was able to indulge in the finest foods and clothes as a child, yet her family's lifestyle was always something that she was never interested in. Perhaps brought on by her father's own personality, Clarice cared naught for the lavish lifestyle of a noble, and would frequently sneak outside of her family's estate to partake in games with the commoner children.

It was one of these occasions that would set forth a series of events. Clarice and some of her childhood friends had been caught playing with a musket by the Duskhaven guardsmen, and this had been brought to her father's knowledge. Yet, instead of scolding Clarice, her father had sought to use his daughter's curiosity for the better. Helping Clarice train her ability to shoot, her father had created one of the best sharpshooters Gilneas had seen; Clarice's ability earning herself the title "the Duskhaven Sharpshooter" in various shooting contests throughout the region.

Yet by then, the kingdom of Gilneas had begun to change. The Second War was a ghost haunting Gilneas, whose king was at odds with the Alliance and broke ties with the other kingdoms. Borders were closed and construction of a massive wall, known as the Greymane Wall, had begun. During this time, Clarice was witness to a number of political arguments both in the streets and in the courts of the kingdom. Eventually, she had enough of hearing arguments, and Clarice set out to find out the truth behind everything. What Clarice would find would be enough to change her forever.

The Greymane Wall cut through a portion of Gilnean territory, forever leaving Gilneans on the other side of the wall. Rumors of the undead arose just as rumors of rebellion did, all the while the Greymanes sat comfortable within their keep. For the first time in her life, Clarice was unsure of what she should do. Siding with the those discontent with the king's rule would only bring shame to her family, yet Clarice couldn't abandon those who were just as full-blooded Gilnean as she was, especially as a noble. It was a decision Clarice lamented, struggling with it for days... until the cannons were fired.

The Kingdom of Gilneas soon broke into civil war, dubbed the Northgate rebellion. One side was loyal to the king, while the other was loyal to the people. In hopes to not bring shame to her family, Clarice falsified her kidnapping to aid the people in their rebellion against the crown. Her talents would earn Clarice a forward position within the rebels as a scout, working alongside a man by the name of Jasper Doyle. Unlike the costly head-on battles of the militias, the life of a scout was a more quiet one, and as a result Clarice and Jasper were able to become more than friends, having worked closely together as they waited for a chance to showcase their skills.

However, during the final days of the rebellion, Jasper was shot by an enemy sharpshooter, leaving a hole in his chest. Jasper's death had shocked Clarice, whom held him in her arms as he died. With Jasper dead and the Northgate rebellion a disastrous defeat, Clarice did what she never thought she would do: flee. Fleeing deep into the headlands, Clarice hid in an abandoned cottage. The option to return home was always there, but what would her parents think of Clarice if they had known she had fought willingly in the rebellion against the crown? Clarice was unable to face her parents, yet at the same time, she couldn't escape the tides of conflict.

Deathwing had been released into the world once more, intent to bring the cataclysm to Azeroth. The Greymane Wall was sundered by the black dragon's return, bringing forth invasions by both furry beasts and undead. At the beginning, Clarice had thought she was afflicted with hallucinations brought on by guilt for her cowardice. That was, until her blade sliced open the gut of a walking corpse in of her "hallucinating moments," and reality had returned for Clarice. No longer could Clarice cower under her own fears and guilt, as the people she sought to protect were once again under attack.

The city that Clarice returned to was no longer a city, but a war zone. The Gilneans fought against the worgen, but even then they were crumbling under their foe's numbers. Clarice was intially distrustful of the loyalists that had fought under Greymane, but once the king had chosen to free his old friend despite their differences, Clarice held a more favorable view as she fought under Crowley's banners once more. Still, even Crowley's aid was not enough to defend[/color][/indent]
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