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| Gender |
| Age |
| Old World Occupation |
| Equipment |
Olivia stands at 5'10 with a muscular build and various freckles over her body. Her hair is cut short and curls that frame her face, she tends to wear it loose or up in a bun when needed.
| Class |
| Equipment |
Medium Armor, mostly leathers and furs with only metal arm and knee plate armor. She has a longbow and two curved short swords that she mostly uses.
| Magic |
| Personality |
Olivia is calm and level-headed by nature. She tends to worry over other people before herself and helps those around her who need it the most. Mothering those younger than her, she keeps a watchful eye for those who tend to be a little more problematic and impulsive. While she doesn't mind caring for others, she does become hot-tempered when people around her don't listen to what she has to say. Olivia tries to be friendly with the people around her, treating people like she would like to be treated.
Stubborn and determined, Oliva can be hard to compromise with or change her mind. While she enjoys analyzing and thinking ahead to have a well planned out path she can still be quick to adapt and form new plans for the sudden changes. Of course, that only applies when Olivia is under pressure. When out of trouble she struggles to accept change, for example, losing a friend or getting lost in the city.
| Biography |
Olivia grew up in Los Angeles and joined the Navy when she graduated and served for five years as an Avionics Technician after finishing her training. Olivia didn't enjoy her years in the navy much due to the distance she had to be away from her mother, but it was the only quick and secure way she knew in order to provide money and security. When she was 21 her mother passed away leaving her and her older brother alone. At 22 she left the navy and moved back to LA with her brother.
After the navy, she had a hard time finding a steady job that paid well enough to save up for her own place. She waited tables, worked at retails stores, and even fast food restaurants in order to save enough and get her own little place in North Hollywood where she finally applied as a fire fighter. She was been working for the department ever since. Her life was looking up until one day she woke up in a beach, of all places, wondering how the hell she got there.
| Other |
Call her Olive and she still punch you.