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•Gaia Name: lady_ruler_of_the_zombies
•Name: Andrala Mace Risano
•Nickname: Andy
•Age: 18
•Gender: Female
•Weight: 165
•Height: 5 foot 6 inches
•Weapons: Any form of blade,
•Appearance:

Andrala has shoulder length brown hair and green eyes. Her forest optics are offset by her fair complexion. People might call her an excentric because her clothing style is whatever she feels like wearing, though they are typically brighter colors and very modest.
•Alliance: good
•Profession: College Student/ Part Time Waitress
•Skills: Opening Locked stuff, fighting with a blade, carries two daggers on her person at all times and can use a handgun if she is forced to.
•Weapon:
•Personality: Andrala is a very open person and, more often than not, she finds herself in harms way because she is trying to help someone, usually someone she has just met. She believes that everyone is good and that everyone should help everyone else because you never know what is going to happen. She can come off as cold and uncaring if she doesn't like you, but that happens rarely and usually when she gets scared.
•Bio:
Andrala’s life began in a town called West Lake. Her parents were stellar opposites, her father being a store clerk and her mother a swords expert as her father had been. She taught Andrala the basics of swords fighting, but while her mother preferred sparring with swords, Andrala became partial to daggers. Her mother joked that she acted more like a boy than a girl and called her Andy in lieu of her given name. Other than that, her childhood was that of a normal kid.
When she was seven, her father lost the use of his feet because of his diabetes. Six months later, his kidneys failed and he died. She and her mother relocated to Raccoon City shortly after that, partially because of the constant reminder of her late father and partially because her mother’s business had dropped off in recent months. She had hoped to have an increase in students, but with no such luck, she began to work part time at Grocery Galore.
From then on, they lived in a run down apartment not far from the elementary school. Not long after her Andrala began attending middle school, her mother began to fall ill more and more often. She could no longer keep teaching swordsmanship and barely kept her job at the store where she worked. Most of her friends were not the, “good” kids. Many of them had grown up stealing to eat or just for the fun of it. They taught Andrala how to open locks and other such petty skills in exchange for her teaching them how to use knives, outside of school, of course. She had been delighted to learn the skill, but had never seemed to find any reason to use it.
She hadn’t thought much about it then, but in later years, she regretted having taught them to use the blades when more than one of them were arrested after attempted muggings and robberies. One of them had gone so far as to threaten another student with knives. But that had been when she was…sixteen? She couldn’t be sure. But she had disassociated herself with them in eighth grade. Her mother, Littia, died from heart failure when she was a sophomore.
She didn’t have any relatives that she knew of, nor any siblings. The only people that she still knew, she refused to go to for help, so she had to find a job in order to keep the small apartment that she and her mother had called their home. After a long search, many places wouldn’t hire her with no experience, she finally got a job at Melborne’s Place, a small café not a mile from the Police Station. She began to look at life as an optimist, thinking that things can only look up from here with all that has happened in her life and began helping everyone she could because she had always felt so helpless to help those around her, she began trying to change it.
She graduated from High School, miraculously, with a 3.7 and received a full ride to attend Raccon University. A freshman, she is studying to be a doctor so that she can help other people. She practices her blade skills almost daily, but has refused to teach anyone since middle school. In part because of the deeds of those she had taught and in part because it reminds her of her mother. She still works at Melborne’s Place, paying for the living expenses of her apartment and other necessities.