[b]Name:[/b] Rose Haruno 

[b]Age:[/b] 20

[b]Race:[/b] Human

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[i]"Mother, Father, rest easy, know that I am grown, and I will be one of the best in the land"[/i][/center][/hider]

[b]Personality:[/b] A fire hot attitude and no nonsense mindset is what has kept Rose alive throughout her years. As strong as any man and deadly as any bandit she is very straightforward and to the point with everybody, not afraid to speak her mind. She'll never tell a lie, or talk behind someones back, if she feels there's a problem between her and someone she'll confront it head on and settle it there. She hates when others believe her to be weak, even more so when it's herself, and will go out of her way to prove them wrong. But, if one manages getting to know Rose, they will find out that she is a suit of armor, and underneath it all is a kind, sincere, friendly, and thoughtful girl, who really does care about the well being of others and will do anything to help. But for anyone to see this side of her is a very rare opportunity, as she's always bottled up her emotions, and as a result, putting alot of stress on herself. Nonetheless, Rose is ambitious, with a burning heart to prove her worth to the world. 

[b]History:[/b] Rose lived a very happy, simple life as a child, far off in the forests of Forrosia, a village known as Hemshire is where Rose lived happily with her mother and father. She spent her mornings in the garden with her mother, the afternoons exploring the outskirts of Hemshire in the forest, and the evenings painting with her father. Her life was as close as you could get to perfect, the people of the village were all kind, helpful folk, and she was friends with them all. She dreamed of marriage, and raising a child such as her mother raised her. Life moved on in Hemshire, peacefully. 

One particular afternoon, Rose frolicked throughout the Hemshire Forest as usual, she was 10 by now, picking an assortment of flowers and plants to bring back home to her mother, and stumbled upon a beautiful, crystal blue lake, one she had never seen before. She had the urge to run home to her family and drag them all the way out here to observe the beauty for themselves, but she knew they would be reluctant to come all the way out here just to look at a lake, and so she pulled out her sketchbook, and began painting the lake, and would bring it home as a present for her mother and father. She spent a lot of time on the painting, and as the sun began to set, she decided her work was finished. Proudly she walked through the forest amongst the animals and trees back to Hemshire. Eventually the village was in sight, but to her dismay, was caught ablaze. She dropped everything and ran to Hemshire as fast as she could, tears forming in her eyes. "It's okay" she told herself, "Everyone is okay." 

Among the smoke and fire, stood a man, with white, long luscious hair, piercing red eyes and horns coming from his skull, wielding a sword, engulfed in fire. [hider=][center][img=http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/157/4/4/a_horned_swordsman_by_jitariman-d52i2c4.jpg][/center][/hider]

 He stood in the middle of the smoke and flames, surrounded by the bodies of Hemshire's villagers. Rose fell to her knees in front of The Horned Swordsman, sobbing, shaking the bodies of the dead village folk. She then made her way to her parents home, her heart sunk as she saw the door was wide open. As she enters, her mother and father lay there, still, in a pool of blood. Rose fell onto her parents, crying into the chest of her mother. She turned around, locking eyes with The Horned Swordsman who stood at the door. To her left lay her fathers sword, a present given to him by her mother. She grabbed it, unsheathed the weapon and sprinted towards The Horned Swordsman, attacking him with all her force, unfortunately, he blocked her attacks with little to no effort, eventually grabbing her by the neck and throwing her outside. Again she sprinted towards him, attacking with everything in her power, each swing blocked over and over by The Horned Swordsman, until eventually she grew tired and tossed the sword to the side, falling to the floor, crying yet again. The Horned Swordsman looked at Rose with a blank expression, and walked off, into the night as Hemshire continued to burn. 

The next morning, a group of sell-swords moved through the village, seeking trade or shelter, only to find the village of Hemshire burned to the ground, and Rose, sitting in the middle of the ash, holding her fathers sword to her chest. The sell-swords, realizing the position she was in, took her in as their own. Rose was ten years old at the time, and spent the next ten years, traveling throughout Forrosia with these men and women, who taught her the art of swordsmanship, and how to defend herself. With time she matured, becoming stronger each day, developing a fierce, cunning attitude. Her dreams of marriage and children slowly faded as a new goal was in mind. She was to become one of the finest warriors in Forrosia, and would do her best to prevent the people within it the pain and suffering she experienced. 

Rose enjoyed her time with the group of mercenaries, and considered them family, but she knew her place was not with them, and so she took off, on her own to search for a higher calling. After wandering for a small while, she found herself in the human capital of Sersia. She searched for work, and witnessed a sheet of paper nailed to a bulletin board in the center of town, it read:

[i]"Many come from all around to join guilds simply for the access to the quests which pay considerably well. They find however that this guild has much higher standards, and requires more of a person than a desire to fill their pockets. More than ambition, a member of this guild must have courage and honor, and enough room in their hearts for the ones they will call their guild mates. It may sound silly, and even a bit corny, but these bonds are the bonds that make this the greatest guild in all the land.

So do you have what it takes, can you call yourself a member of Iron Tree?"[/i]

She was off, to become a member of Iron Tree.

[b]Class:[/b] Elemental Swordsman 

[b]Combat Skills:[/b] Rose is proficient with a sword, and has the ability to apply the magic of a rune to her sword by focusing a concentrated amount of life force. Since she is so young, and fairly new to the use of runes, she may only apply the magic of a fire rune at the time, but with practice and training she will eventually be able to use the effects of different runes such as ice, wind, earth, etc.

[u]Rune Effects[/u]

Fire Rune: The use of a Fire Rune will engulf the entire sword with flames, the flames then extend in length to a maximum of 10 ft. The extension of the sword allows Rose to attack her opponents from a limited distance.