Jane Wood
Description: sixteen-year-old high school student, of small stature and long, slightly wavy brown hair with a pleasing chestnut shade. The shape of her face, the disposition to a slim and well-shaped figure, the sweet, narrow lips and the expressive girlish gaze of her forget-me-not blue eyes, made her a sleeping beauty who, if she decided to fully utilize the power of a girl's charm, had a chance to break the heart of more than one handsome young man. However, she was not that type of girl.
She preferred to dress modestly, which was also significantly contributed to by the strict moral upbringing of her aloof father. She thus became a less conspicuous gray mouse who deliberately did not want to attract unnecessary attention. Her heart began to be surrounded by a wall as solid as the wall separating their house from the street outside. Closed in on herself, she felt lonely and misunderstood by the world around her, to which she vainly sought a way. Indifference permeated her mind and arrogance settled on her lips. Despite all this, the inner voice of desire for love resounded in her heart every night.
She falling asleep dreaming of a world that was better than the one she lived in.
Height: 167 cm
Weight: 56 kg
Age: 16 years
Interesting fact: She didn't wear much makeup. Most days, practically not at all, only occasionally - when she had the need, desire, or fire to prove to herself that she was a woman, she would take out her makeup and try out different variations that would add attractiveness to her appearance. She chose rather decent forms and not very expressive colors so that they only slightly supported her natural charm.
Main weapon: Jane didn't know how to beat the others, she didn't know how to fight. She didn't wield any weapons. She was a charming girl who preferred picking flowers in the meadow and weaving wreaths from them to bickering, arguing, and quarreling.
Life credo:
Characteristics (maximum value 100):
Strenght: 10
Dexterity: 60
Magic: 0
Fighting skills: 0
Courage: 60
Character (good:evil): 60:40
Charisma: 80
Quote from Artifact of Might:
(Chapter Jane and Father)
Jane Wood lived with her father in a pretty white house with a red brick wall that surrounded a small garden. The house was not large, but it was cozy and had one floor with three rooms and a bathroom. Jane lived upstairs. Downstairs was her father's kingdom. She never know her mother, because she had died giving birth to her. Jane realized how difficult it must have been for her father to raise a little girl with the kind of character she had. Kind and quiet in her way, yet fundamentally headstrong. You could say stubborn. Once she had made up her mind about something, it was hard to talk her out of it.
Their life together had become a daily ritual. In the morning, Jane prepare the food, they have breakfast together, and then they would each go about their own business. Father go to work, Jane to the school. To high school. She was sixteen years old and her studies were going well for her. She was well-read and, although she didn't study much, her grades were very good. In the afternoon, when she returned, she would spend most of her time alone in the garden or in one of her three rooms upstairs. That was her kingdom. A solitary life had been hers since early childhood. She somehow didn't get along with others. She didn't understand them. They seemed petty, superficial, different from who she was. After her first more intimate friendships, which ended in betrayals and hurt feelings, she closed the door to her heart and decided not to let anyone in. She no longer intended to reveal her inner emotions, because she had no good experience with that. She slipped into indifference, cynicism, negativity and hypocrisy. These attributes became her protective mask. She learned to wear it very early and this game worked very well for her. She created a wall between herself and the surrounding society. A strong and high wall that she didn't intend to tear down just like that...
