This is basically the CS I'll be working with. 

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[center][h1]Maya Enilsdottir[/h1][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]
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[sub][b]Name[/b][/sub][hr][indent]Maya Enilsdottir[/indent]
[sub][b]Age[/b][/sub][hr][indent]16[/indent]
[sub][b]Class Year[/b][/sub][hr][indent]4ᵀᴴ[/indent]
[sub][b]Nationality[/b][/sub][hr][indent]Monarchy of Telemarin
[sub] A nation well known for it's iron production and logging industry, protected by vast mountainranges and deep forests. A nation also known for poverty amongst the common people, debt and loansharks controlling large parts of the cities. [/sub][/indent]
[sub][b]Appearance[/b][/sub][hr][indent]Maya is a perfect specimen of a fragile-looking, porcelain-like person. Her body hardly breaks five feet four in size, and her limbs thin and weak. Being born and raised in a cold landscape with barely any sun breaking through the dense forests has left her with a pale, almost white, skin. And result of this is that she hides from the sun, simply because her skin is extremely prone to sunburns. Aside from this, the feature that helps build on this porcelain-like feature of her is her white, snow-like hair, seemingly so fragile just touching it will cause it to break apart or melt in your palms. Her face seems to be in a constant lack of expression, no happiness or sadness or any other emotion. As if it is completely stiff, as if she's a doll. Her deep, ocean-blue eyes is said to send shivers down the backs of any unfortunate to meet her gaze, the empty, cold harsh stare both beautiful and terrifying like that of a frozen tundra. However there definitely is signs of vanity in her, given that she seems to take care of her looks. Attempting to animate her face somewhat, she tends to use makeup of slightly more living colours despite not always making it perfect. [/indent]
[sub][b]Background[/b][/sub][hr][indent] Born to Enil Mengsson, the famous loanshark residing in the city of Skeihn, Maya's youth was one of both wealth and happiness. Maya knew little strife, little dissatisfaction as every day was a new experience. Be it a trip to the southern nations of Europa with her father, be it gifts from the common people seeking her father's affection or be it a new dish on her table. Growing up in a world where everyone considered her an equal even to the royal family, Maya's smile offered the plagued souls around her a moment of relief from their pain.

Well, that is until the revelation of what her father was. Maya was never a dumb child, but she was naive, truly naive. In her very early teens she began to understand exactly what type of work her father was doing, and the knowledge that she's living the good life and just riding whatever wave her father offered.. by sending others to the cauldrons and mines. She grew colder to her father, to her friends and to herself, she seemed to fall into a depression. And confronted with this, she figured that if she's going to accept living in luxury, she should have the title, the knowledge and the diploma stating her position. And thus, she convinced her father to send her to the Academy. [/indent]
[sub][b]Affinities & Talents[/b][/sub][hr][indent]Economy
Philosophy
Classical Literature[/indent]
[sub][b]Additional Information[/b][/sub][hr][indent]Maya's frozen glare is well renowned around the entire school at this point, often dubbed the princess of ice given both her heritage in the cold landscape in the North, as well as the aforementioned gaze, it has been a title she's accepted. Despite her cold exterior and harsh words however, she's still one to take care of her friends. Indeed, her cold exterior is in strict opposition to her nervous mind.

Her right eye has a golden brand similar to a teardrop, barely visible unless you actually look into them [/indent]
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