Here she is. We need cooks, medics, and archers and the like, but I guess I'm kicking things off with a front-line fighter. Let me know what you think, and if I should change anything.

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[hider=Eleanor Jehenne]

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[center][color=6ecff6][b]"For the King!"[/b][/color][/center]
[sub][color=6ecff6][b]Name[/b][/color][/sub][indent][color=gray]Eleanor "Elly" Jehenne[/color][/indent]
[sub][color=6ecff6][b]Gender[/b][/color][/sub][indent][color=gray]Female[/color][/indent]
[sub][color=6ecff6][b]Race[/b][/color][/sub][indent][color=gray]Human[/color][/indent]
[sub][color=6ecff6][b]Age[/b][/color][/sub][indent][color=gray]21[/color][/indent]
[sub][color=6ecff6][b]Role[/b][/color][/sub][indent][color=gray]Infantry/Man-At-Arms[/color][/indent]
[sub][color=6ecff6][b]Appearance[/b][/color][/sub]
[hider=Elly, tired but determined]
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[color=gray]A woman standing at 5'10, Eleanor is a lean and athletic fighter. Her blacck hair is often pulled away from her pale face in a braided ponytail that trails onto her chainmail armor. Her face is sharp and angular, and her green eyes are full of a defiant optimism.[/color] 
[sub][color=6ecff6][b]Personality[/b][/color][/sub][indent][color=gray]Loyal, reliable, and courageous as she can, Eleanor is a true servant of the King. Young and relatively untested, she is eager to prove herself on the field. Her optimism and her naivety often go hand and hand, and sometimes it is hard to distinguish the two from each other. Never one to betray or shirk her duties, one can rely on Eleanor to do her best, often to a fault. Giving up just isn't in her blood, and her perserverance can often turn into stubbornness. She takes herself and her task very seriously, and humor and sarcasm is often lost on her.[/color][/indent]
[sub][color=6ecff6][b]Background[/b][/color][/sub][indent][color=gray]

	Growing up in the Kingdom, Elly was always inspired by tales of heroics. Her father was a simple town guard and her mother was a baker. But of course to her, her father was the greatest knight in the world and her mother the greatest cook. The Jehenne's were a relatively happy middle to low class family, and though times were tough she and her siblings made a decent living. She ran among the other children with sticks as swords and pillows as shields. While the other children wanted to play make believe, she wanted her dreams to become a reality. The drive never really left her. Life had been good to her, and she planned on repaying it. So she joined the military as an infantry woman.

	Training, Eleanor thought, wasn't as strict as she thought it should have been. It was clear that many of her comrades in arms did not share the same enthusiasm that she did. Some people seemed resentful towards the Kindgom, which baffled the young recruit. Still, whenever she adamantly defended the king and his republic, their dissentful talk usually ceased. But besides that, the young woman applied herself vigorously, and took everything she did very seriously. Most of the men and women who were also training with her weren't very receptive to her attempts at team building, but they got along with each other fine, so all was well. All that mattered was that they watched each other's backs on the field. 

	While she never quite connected with her other teammates as well as she hoped, through practice and coordination she learned to be quite the formidable fighter. The best out of everyone there in fact, and she was sent off to become a non-commissioned officer of the army. Plenty of excercises, plenty of ability, but the Kingdom was in a time of peace. 

	Tragedy struck, of course. A great evil incursion was sweeping across the land. Eleanor was one of the many divisions assigned to protecting civilians as they fled the oncoming invasions. As time dragged on, it was clear the front line wasn't holding very well. She recieved an urgent message requesting her appearence at the front. The White Rose, an order of legendary warriors, was asking her of all people, to join them. It would be a chance to fulfill her long dormant dreams of being a knight from the stories. Unfortunately, the circumstances were much more terrible. Fresh faced, and never having been in a real large scale battle before, Eleanor packed her things towards the front. [/color][/indent]

[sub][color=6ecff6][b]Skills[/b][/color][/sub][indent][color=gray]Eleanor is mostly a close ranged fighter. She exceeds with two handed spears, sword and shield fighting, and is good on a horse. She is comfortable on a horse just as much as she is comfortable with her boots in the ground. [/color][/indent]
[sub][color=6ecff6][b]Weakness(es)[/b][/color][/sub][indent][color=gray]Lack of experience. While officially she has high rank, Elly still has a lot to learn about the art of war and everything it entails.[/color][/indent]
[sub][color=6ecff6][b]Equipment[/b][/color][/sub][indent][color=gray]Medium armor, compsed of a steal underbust corset and chainmail. A sword and shield with the emblem of her home town, Jumme. A horse named Isabel, and a long wooden spear attatched to the saddle. A weeks worth of bread, cheese, and jerky, as well as a modest amount of coin if she needs to spend it on something. [/color][/indent]
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