An 17 year old orpan living on her own in this lonly world.
athletic, long brown hair with high lights running through it and loose curls, and deep brown eyes. Most men describe her as beautiful where as she describes her self as hideous .
She is shy, and down on her self most of the time, she thinks she only has to true friends , hen many people care for her even the drunks at the bar. Se is usually angry at her mother or leaving her helpless and a lone with her drunken father, then again she is angry at her self not telling her dead loved ones so many different things before for they died. She sees the drunks the horse breeder and her horse as what family she has , she trusts no on but them and sometimes she doesn't even trust them.
An assortment of hidden daggers and knifes.
Her father was the town drunk, her mother ran away soon after she turned 3. Eliza learned to fend for her self and to deal cards while she was at it. She was never much for gossip but always knows what is going on. Her father died when she reached the age of seven-teen at which point she lived on her own with her loyal companion Cesar an dapple gray Arabian horse that she raised. She had gotten Caesar for free when she worked as a stable hand because his mother died at child birth and the breeder took one look at him knowing he was born early and since he was too weak to stand up said she could have him since the foal was a goner any way (the breeder was wrong). Eliza is more of the quiet people whom seldom tries to get into fights, three of her best friends had died in less than a week apart from her fathers death leaving her with almost nothing accept a horse and a small home.Her dear friend the breeder of
Caesar, has a deathly sickness, he has trouble breathing some of the tie and sometimes coughs up blood.