[h2][center][u][b]Trinity Sanders[/b][/u][/center][/h2]

[center][b]Age:[/b] 18 years old[/center]

[center][b]Appearance:[/b] Trinity is 5'2 tall with a slender, almost malnourished frame at 98lbs. Her eyes were a vivid grey-blue, shoulder-length natural blonde hair, and soft pink lips. Her outfits tended to be one of flow and luxury. Her skin was pale though very soft and blemish free.[/center]

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[b]Background:[/b] Trinity was born to two absent parents. Born and used only as a status accessory, she was left to be raised by various nannies and tutors. She has one older brother who was the favourite of them both. He got whatever he wanted, and was lavished over and wanted. Her family was wealthy and had money to spare, yet she was lacking what she wanted most. Family.

As a child, Trinity was known as a 'wild child'. Her parents would prefer she stayed clean, neat, and quiet. The phrase 'children should be seen not heard' was a common tagline spoken in her household. Her brother manifested that perfectly. He was always clean-cut, freshly pressed tailor-made suits, and well-mannered. Yes Sir, No Ma'am often came from his mouth. Trinity was the opposite. She was usually covered in dirt or dust from hiding in closets during hide-and-seek, darkened passages that she'd jump from to scare staff members. She was outspoken, running around, or even escaping the property on her horse.

At the age of 16, she went on a trip to Pakistan to see the world and get more culture. Unfortunately, while she was there, she caught an incurable strain of Tuberculosis Pneumonia. The doctors were unsure of how long she'd live but they did have her on a ton of various medications to try and combat her symptoms and hopefully cure her illness one day.