GENERAL INFO
Full name: -Oaklie Alix Kross
Alias/Nicknames: - Oak
Gender: - Female
Nationality: – Syrinia
Birth Date: - June 21
Age: - 23
Descendent(of): - Sex Slave
Current Residence: - None
Job/Profession: - Wanderer/Mercenary
Title: - Ex-Soldier
Political Stance: - Rogue
Personal Alignment: - Good

APPEARANCE
Height: - 5 ft. 10 inches
Weight: - 150 lbs
Build: - Slender, low body fat, extremely toned, defined arms and abdominal muscles.
Eye Color: - Navy blue
Hair Color: - Brunette
Handedness: - Ambidextrous
Skin Shade/Color: - Lightly tanned
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings: - Has a long scar from the outer part of her left wrist to her elbow. Scars on her back and another on the inside of her right palm. Has a tattoo on her right forearm of a long compass arrow without directions, and the quote: Life without direction. World of possibility.
Description: - Oak always tries to keep her eyes covered with sunglasses and her hood up. She typically wears a maroon hoodie with a heavy black trench coat over that reaches her knees. She also has a grey beanie. She wears a black tank top underneath her sweatshirt, and a pair of old faded black fingerless gloves. Oak rubs the scar on her left arm if she's nervous. Her shoulders and body is always stiff and tense, unless she's extremely exhausted. Due to harsh training, she's learned to keep still and silent for long periods of time. Another habit is for her to rub her neck or pull her beanie lower if she gets embarrassed.

MENTALITY
Sexuality/Preference: - Lesbian
Relationship/Marital status: - Single
Family/relatives: - Doesn't know
State of Mind: - Alexithymia (inability to describe and identify emotions in oneself), Reckless,
Friends/Allies: -
Education: - Military training, basic high school
Likes: - Rain, humor, guns, challenges
Dislikes: - Oppression, crying
Hobbies: - Cleaning her guns, physical exercise, watching the night sky
Personality: - Usually quiet and reserved, guarded, sarcastic, stubborn, might come off cocky about certain things, extremely loyal to friends, sometimes impulsive, reckless about own safety, uses actions to show that she cares rather than words. Oak gets frustrated when she doesn't understand emotions from herself and others, often deciding to shut everyone out.
Habits/Quirks - Overly protective of her guns, wears sunglasses all the time, flexes/clenches right hand.
Debilitating Fears (If any) - Open water (lakes, oceans, swimming)

EQUIPMENT
Weapons: – Military rifle, pistol, black combat knife
Accessories: – Has a thigh holster for her pistol, rifle is always either in her hands or slung over her shoulder with the strap.
Miscellaneous: – Ammo is kept in packs strapped around her belt.

FIGHTING STYLE(S)
General/Preferred Style: – Guns (preferred long range), excellent shot with her rifle.
Hand-to-Hand: – Brutal and lacks discipline, mainly survival approach.
Weapons Style: – Long range is favored, able to wait patiently for long periods of time for a shot. Guns.

HISTORY
Relationship Status: – Single
Family: – None
Known Languages: – English
Proficiency(Specific Skills/What are they good at?): – Sneaking, laying in wait, really strong for her size, long range shooting.
Personal History/Background: - She doesn't really know who her parents were, but she does know that she was born to be a soldier. That was the destiny someone else made for her when they bought her as an infant. Growing up with one purpose didn't allow her much leeway to think about what she was doing. Some of Oaklie's first memories include combat training and physical endurance. As a child, there were many other kids who were born to be soldiers, but only the strongest would survive. They thought that if they survived to become soldiers, their lives would get easier, so many of the kids would turn on each other. Oaklie managed to make it through, being placed in the army as soon as she could pass off as old enough. Collecting taxes in the form of property, money, or people, Oak also did her fair share of rogue exterminations and other immoral missions with little thought. However, after her squad was sent to capture or kill a troublesome group of rogues, Oaklie was asked a question by one of the rogues: why are you doing this? Oaklie couldn't answer that. So, she made the first real decision she'd ever made in her life. She left. She walked out of the building, blood stained footprints leaving a trail as she left her life. Knowing she deserted the army, Oak sold her uniform and began her life as a rogue when she was 22. She doesn't have any real direction besides trying to live her own life.
Clans (Family Clan or Otherwise): - None yet.

ANY OTHER INFORMATION:

Name: Oaklie Kross
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Status: Rogue

Physical Description: She wears a black tank top under her maroon hoodie. Standing at 5'10, Oak is lean, toned, and scarred from her years of service. She's also clad in dark, ragged jeans with black combat boots. She typically wears her hood up, a grey beanie, black aviator sunglasses, and a black trench coat to hide her identity.

Personality: Sarcastic, protective, rough, guarded, distant, doesn't really talk much. She sometimes seems cocky, but that's usually a front.

Equipment & Abilities: The only equipment she kept from when she ran away was her military rifle, pistol, and combat knife. She is a very good marksman and has decent hand to hand combat. Due to the conditions she was forced to endure, Oak has an extremely high tolerance to pain and discomfort. She's super quiet, and can easily bunker down for days.

Historical Background: She doesn't really know who her parents were, but she does know that she was born to be a soldier. That was the destiny someone else made for her when they bought her as an infant. Growing up with one purpose didn't allow her much leeway to think about what she was doing. Some of Oaklie's first memories include combat training and physical endurance. After her squad was sent to capture or kill a troublesome group of rogues, Oaklie was asked a question by one of the rogues: why are you doing this? Oaklie couldn't answer that. So, she made the first real decision she'd ever made in her life. She left. She walked out of the building, blood stained footprints leaving a trail as she left her life. Knowing she deserted the army, Oak sold her uniform and began her life as a rogue when she was 22. She doesn't have any real direction besides trying to live her own life.