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[color=00a651][b]Audura Quartz[/b][/color]

[b][color=00a651]Physical Description[/color][/b]
Audura is a tall, thin, lanky woman of 19 years. She has scruffy black hair and sharp green eyes. Her face seems like it’s almost permanently fixed in a frown, with the bags under her eyes to complete the picture. She wears an old, battered red scarf, that she has grown irrationally attached to, a brown leather jacket, and torn, faded jeans.

[color=00a651][b]Psyche[/b][/color]
Always alert. Rarely sleeping, very jumpy. A paranoia, as well as a bad anxiety that hatched at birth, seems to only grow worse each encounter she and her sister come to a horrible new reality of the world they live in. Loyal, almost to a fault. Not heartless, but not willing to risk the safety of her younger sister to help others. She has a soft spot for animals. Audura seems to be uncomfortable when surrounded by others, because of being so nervous all of the time, she jumps to conclusions quickly

[color=00a651][b]Motivation[/b][/color]
At her sister’s suggestion. Although not particularly wanting to, because of ‘pesky emotional bonds’. Her sister wanted to finally stop running and hiding, and try to be a part of a group once more. One of the only reasons Audura agreed to this, is so she could learn more about the fog, more safely. 

[color=00a651][b]Relations[/b][/color]

Parents - A dim memory of them, but their faces and names were lost to time. Occasionally she remembers one or two disconnected memories, but nothing solid. She yearns to learn more about them, and what happened to them.
Aella Quartz (sister) - Very close. The only thing that stopped her from going insane a long time ago. 

[b][color=00a651]Personal History[/color][/b]
The earliest memory Audura has is of her and her sister, very young then, hiding in a broken down house. She dimly remembers that back then, her elusive parents had supposedly gone out on a supply trip. She could remember how long they waited, Audura constantly edging on leaving, due to their dwindling supplies, and Aella refusing to go, clinging on to the desperate hope that their parents would return.

...They never did. 

Eventually, Audura forced her sister to wake up and smell the flowers. Pointing out that their parents probably ditched them a long time ago, for the perks of having two fewer mouths to feed. Not helping was the fact that they were needy children. Constantly hungry, thirsty, the whole deal. 

One good thing that their parents had done for them before they had disappeared had been teaching them to fly a plane. They had left the small plane behind, where her parents had often taught them to fly. They were both scrawny and thin, so they were able to fit in the plane easily. Audura, craving something to help her express her emotions, took up drawing, she was always drawing, drawing on the plane, on her jacket, wherever she could, because paper was a rarity to come by.

For a long time, they stayed loners, flying where they wished, scavenging through ruins, and trading with people for fuel for their plane. Their plane was small and only seated two. They never stayed any one place long, for fear of getting too attached, and then being forced to distance themselves when things got rough

[color=00a651][b]Equipment[/b][/color]
A small plane that seats the two sisters. Small pistol, a small backpack containing some general supplies, water, food, etc, a pencil, an eraser, and a battered sketchbook.

[color=00a651][b]Anything else?[/b]
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She likes to draw and often draws sketches of the monsters from the fog. She also writes the information she knows down inside her sketchbook, although the information is printed in tiny letters, and nearly impossible to read for anyone but her. She also is a mechanic, knowing machines well, because they would often have to make repairs to their plane.  

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