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[center][color=9DB17C][b]Name:[/b][/color] Sloan Rowenna Warrington [color=82735C]◆[/color] [color=9DB17C][b]Nickname:[/b][/color] “Rowen” [color=82735C]◆[/color] [color=9DB17C][b]Formal Name:[/b][/color] Sloan [color=82735C]◆[/color] [color=9DB17C][b]Age:[/b][/color] 24 [color=82735C]◆[/color] [color=9DB17C][b]Gender:[/b][/color] Female [color=82735C]◆[/color] [color=9DB17C][b]Race:[/b][/color] Human [color=82735C]◆[/color] [color=9DB17C][b]Place of Origin:[/b][/color] Aigeovarth [color=82735C]◆[/color] [color=9DB17C][b]Occupation:[/b][/color] Foot Soldier (Brevyon) [color=82735C]◆[/color] [color=9DB17C][b]Eyes:[/b][/color] Brown [color=82735C]◆[/color] [color=9DB17C][b]Hair:[/b][/color] Cut short, Light Brown [color=82735C]◆[/color] [color=9DB17C][b]Height:[/b][/color] 5’7” [color=82735C]◆[/color] [color=9DB17C][b]Weight:[/b][/color] 158 lbs [color=82735C]◆[/color] [color=9DB17C][b]Build:[/b][/color] Lean Muscle [color=82735C]◆[/color] [color=9DB17C][b]Complexion:[/b][/color] Tanned [color=82735C]◆[/color] [color=9DB17C][b]+Traits:[/b][/color] Strong, Patient, Smart [color=82735C]◆[/color] [color=9DB17C][b]-Traits:[/b][/color] Bitter, Cynical, Reserved [color=82735C]◆[/color] [color=9DB17C][b]Family:[/b][/color] Hazel (Sister) [/center]
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Born within one of the human towns in Aigeovarth, Rowenna, or Sloan as she has taken to calling herself, spent the first part of her childhood with her parents living a fairly peaceful life. The town resided along the border in what was once territory of Brevyon, and had been a part of Aigeovarth longer than her parents had been alive. 

When Sloan was 11 her younger sister Hazel was born. Her father decided that they would move north so that he could find better work to support the new addition to the family, and while travelling lost direction and ended up too close to Brevyon’s border. Sloan’s parents were killed, and she and her younger sister were taken into Brevyon. The two girls were put in the care of a farmer who was forced to take them in. Sloan was belligerent, and was only tame when her younger sister was threatened. For three years she was under the care of the man and his wife, the two of them working her to death and all the while leaving her to take care of her sister. 

When the opportunity presented itself Sloan took her sister, along with money, tools, and supplies that she had been stealing over the years and ran. Knowing that trying to go back through the increasingly secure border was too much of a risk she took her sister into one of the cities. They lived on the streets for five years, Sloan providing for them both by doing odd jobs. A lot of these jobs were attained through the fact that she looked like a boy, cutting her hair short because she had no way to keep it neat and clean, and the fact that malnutrition stunted most of her growth. Because of this, she found an opportunity to actually make some money for her and her sister by joining the military. Because the military was trying to grow, they were not picky about who they accepted. Sloan got in by lying about her age, stating she was younger than she actually was, and finding herself a tough, but stable job.  

She and her sister were inseparable, Sloan having practically raised her, however in able for Sloan to go into the military she had to find someplace safe for her sister to go. No stranger to harsh living, Hazel took a job on a farm outside the city in exchange for living there until Sloan got them enough money to get a place of their own. Three years into being in the military Sloan was still keeping up her fake identity, and had risen through the ranks enough to be able to request being on the border guard. From the time that she was young to the present a crude barrier had been made to separate Brevyon from Aigeovarth, and was heavily patrolled. Not that anyone wanted in. A good many wanted out though. So it was their job to prevent people from leaving. Many people could see that Brevyon was heading down a darkening path once again, and wanted no part of it. It was clear that they wanted to keep all of what was going on inside a secret, so none of their secrets were allowed to leave. 

When Sloan was relocated, she took her sister with her, finally able to financially support the both of them. One night while Sloan was patrolling a part of the barrier was attacked by a group of bandits that were in possession of two Dengores, the bandits raiding the small settlement along the wall and wreaking havoc. Sloan immediately went for her sister, but when she arrived at their home the windows were spewing flames. When she heard her name being screamed she turned to see her sister being carried away by one of the Dengore riders, into the woods and away before Sloan could even move. She would have given chase had it not been for the pommel of a sword clubbing her in the back of the head. When she woke the next morning there were few survivors in the town, and a gaping hole in the barrier. Taking what little she could salvage she made a break for it, going in search of her sister. 

Since her sister’s disappearance, Sloan has spent all of her time tracking down the bandits in hopes that her sister is still alive. The group has proved to be enigmatic though, and a year later and she is still utterly helpless with only speculations to lead the way.
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Sloan was a enthusiastic little girl, keen to explore and ever protective of her younger sister. All wonderment and innocence was lost after the death of her parents though, and she had to grow up quickly. This made her sly and quick witted though, learning to adapt to new situations fairly easily. Though she never had the opportunity to be book smart, she more than makes up for it in street smarts and insight. 

Because of her situations in life, Sloan found it hard to trust people. Time and time again they had proved to her to be useless and untrustworthy. The only person she ever had to confide in was her sister. Her distaste is more biased to the people of Brevyon, seeing most of them as ignorant people that were on a road to nowhere, easily manipulated and fooled. Even though she spent a lot of her time in Brevyon, she never held any ill will to magic users or other races due to being exposed to them when she was younger. 

Sloan became a very good actor, playing her part as a soldier and a male for a long enough time to be pretty convincing. She can be charming when she wants to, a sharp tongue aiding her where weapons can’t. She is bold, unafraid to take certain risks because she is rather confident in herself and her abilities. However she knows her limits well. 

Persistence and patience are two of her strong suits, mainly because she had to do so many things for the sake of her sister. These traits were ingrained through practice. 

A part of her has always resented the fact that she was left with so much responsibility. Not that she doesn’t love her sister and would not do anything for her, but it was a lot for her to take on at such a young age, and a lot to go through. Envy and bitterness lay deep in her heart, never really reaching the surface for anyone to see. There is also a deeper rooted insecurity that comes from her appearance, knowing that even if she didn’t dress and act like she was a man she was gangly and taller than a lot of other women, not really possessing many feminine and delicate qualities. Especially after her time in the army, where she gained a lot of muscle. This, too, never came to the surface.
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[color=82735C]✶[/color]Proficient with a short sword and the longbow, both learned from her time in the military. 
[color=82735C]✶[/color]Sloan is a good speaker, actor, and persuader.
[color=82735C]✶[/color]Adaptive to different environments and open to difficult or new experiences.
[color=82735C]✶[/color]Relentless in her pursuits. 
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