[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]PERSONALITY

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Sound - She needs to be confident in her words and sound. She doesn't panic or let it be heard in her voice when she has someone screaming through their fears/anger to her. Outside of the battlefield or training grounds, she is self confident. Able to hold anyone's eyes as they speak to her and doesn't have to break away to continue a conversation. No matter how uncomfortable it is. Blame it on her upbringing, but she knows how to take in the situation and outwardly remain absolutely calm (even if its chaos in her mind).
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Quick on her feet - So to speak. She is a 'do-now, ask questions later' kind of gal. Not in a panicked way, but she can definitely hurry through a process to try and come to a solution. Though it might not be the best one of that time, she has always been the friend who makes the decision when no one else would step up. Even down to 'what should we eat?'. And if they complained on her choice, well she just told them to speak up next time instead of making her speak up.
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Stubborn - Not easily one to back down when she is met head on with her choices. She understands rank and the power of different positions, but she also knows that one is allowed to make mistakes and don't have the right to control her/push her around (at least in her head). Out in the real world, she will let you know all about it. She thinks things out before speaking, and has been told that even though she is about as stubborn as a mule ox, she does listen rather well.
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Witty - Though she might not be filled with knowledge like nobles who had years to study academically, she was witty and could keep her own in a conversation. With almost a joke like banter that could easily tip one way or another depending on who was a part of the conversation.

[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]BIOGRAPHY

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birth father ;; emmanuel, mortal[break]
mother ;; elisabeth, mortal[break]
birth mother ;; athena, immortal, goddess of wisdom, handicraft, and warfare.[break][break]

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Arlo grew up not knowing who her true mother was. Assuming that Elisabeth was her real mother because she had never been told anything different. What was the actual truth, was the fact that Emmanuel and Elisabeth had a hard time conceiving a child. One night, after a fight that was rather a nasty one, Emmanuel had come across quite the beautiful woman. One that he found himself instantly enchanted by her intelligence and way of thinking. It was no surprise at all that he found himself seeking her out for a bit, even finding her way of connecting with him a bit strange but very fulfilling. Months went by and she showed up on the now re-united couples doorstep with a child. One that she handed over without a word. 
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The two decided to raise Arlo as their own, even though she was only partially related to the the pair. Arlo grew up, always being good at strategy games like chess and a lot of PC games, whenever she actually had a chance to try them out. Her father was more of the enforcer of the two. Her mother being more submissive to him. Arlo never seemed to understand it and was constantly standing up to him, but also remembering her place as a child. Which was probably the best for all of them considering that Arlo was not just an average kid. 
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One time while she was out with friends, around the age of thirteen, she had lost track of time. Her curfew was to be home before the streetlights came on, and by the time she was peeking outside her friends house, the streetlights were already flickering to light. She bounced up immediately and rushed out the door. She was a ten minute sprint from her house, but it was going to be ten minutes too late. As she was rushing, she decided to cut down a back alley, hoping to cut her time. Except she should have stuck to the main road. She knew it as she ran almost straight into a group of older teens who were hanging out back of a local restaurant. 
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‘Whatcha running from curly?’ ‘Yeah, why the rush?’ ‘Stay and hang out a bit.’ - She tried to skirt around them, keeping her curly head down and gripping the straps of her backpack. Maybe if she just acted like she didn’t hear them, they’d go away. They’d decide she wasn’t worth bothering and she could just endure the wrath of her father when she got home. But when one jumped in front of her to block her path, it was clear that was not in their plans. She tried to tell them she was just going home, that she was just a young teenager, but they didn’t care. They laughed at her, rolling their eyes and when one pulled something front their pocket that flashed in the light, Arlo was sent into action. An instinct that was buried deep in her that she wasn’t even sure what it was from. 
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The knife instantly went from menacing to rubber, the blade bending over itself and almost jiggling a little in the guys hand. He stared down at it and even flopped it around in disbelief. It seemed to be enough of an attention stealer that she was able to make a break for it, running as fast as she could towards the exit of the alley. Footsteps broke out behind her as they chased her, calling for her to come back. She never slowed. She ran over a small puddle in the alley and leapt over it, wishing that it would grow and become so slippery that they’d slide themselves into the wall. She didn’t look back at the sound, but it almost sounded like bowling pins being struck by a bowling ball as they all slipped and slid around the alley way. 
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Needless to say, she did not stop running until she got home. Punished for her disobedience on missing curfew, but at least safe from harm. That night, she had the strangest dream of a woman visiting her, telling her how proud she was. By the time she was fifteen, her parents were approached by someone offering for her to be apart of an esteemed private school. Where she’d learn to be her ‘best self’, an elite school of its own.  An offer that was made that was almost too good to pass up, and Arlo was easily packed up and sent away. It wasn’t until she was introduced to the others at Camp Half-Blood that everything started to unfold. 
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It was a hard thing to accept at first, but as her days passed, everything started to make more sense. Everything she couldn’t explain about her life suddenly sliding into a place and she felt like she was actually understanding who she was. Like other offspring of Athena, she found herself proficient in weaponry. She trained hard when she could and enjoyed the challenges of the others at camp. Now without a camp, she finds herself trying to find a place in their, hopefully, temporary home.

[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]POWERS, SKILLS & WEAPONS

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[ Telumkinesis ] - can use any weapon very well; can incapacitate her enemies' weapons by transforming them into something far less threatening (this is normally done during the heat of battle and lasts only 5 minutes), place dangerous curses on weapons (typically cannot be done in heat of battle as she’d need to concentrate on the weapon and if its moving, that’s harder to do. If actually successful, it is usually only cursed for 1-2 minutes maximum), and use telekinesis to disarm her opponents (opponent has to be within 20 feet of her to successfully use this). She specifically trains with and prefers axes and spears than other weapons.
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[ Strategic Skill ] - an exceptionally skilled tactician with great observation skills and superb capacity for planning for the long term before acting. She follows in her mother's footsteps that she only uses violence when absolutely needed, and not fueled by a need for instant bloodshed like some others. Arlo is known for playing any and all strategic games that can be offered to one. And finds joy in crushing others in the game.
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[ Curses ] - Just like her mother, though not as skilled, she can place horrible curses on objects and people. This is a newer skill she has been honing but has been able to do it for a while, unaware of her actual skills as a young child. When not in the heat of battle, creating cursed items takes some time and skill. She is still building this skill so her curses tend to only last for a few hours on an item once activated before it turns back into the ordinary object. The longer she has to prepare and prep for a curse, the higher the chances of it lasting longer increases. Cursing people all depends on their natural abilities of their own, and varies from person to person.

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PLAYED BY FINNLEY

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RODRIGUEZ, TASHI as Arlo Prowze