Character Name: Ember Knight
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Bio: Unlike a lot of teens her age,Ember was happy with her life. She was a straight A student,worked a full time job and still had time to hang out with her friends. Her parents always say they've never been more proud of her then they were when she went off to college the year before. Things were perfect in her life......until the fever broke out across the city she lived in. It was almost torturous to watch the people she once knew turn into man eating monsters with no minds of their own. Ember hoped her family hadn't been attacked or infected,but chances were slim to none. She tried calling them,but nobody would answer. She checked her cell phone and saw a text message from her baby sister Melody,who was only eight years old then,it was short and straight to the point."Mom,dad,dead. I'm safe. Running." Knowing that her baby sister was alive,made her heart ache to be with her. She never got to say goodbye to her parents,but she won't lose Melody. She won't let that happen. Ember didn't know where Melody was,but she hoped she would find more people and keep her safe. Ember did the only thing she could do. She packed some clothes in a book bag,and the revolver her father gave her for her 18th birthday. She loaded it,and opened the door to the chaos outside.
Personality: Before the fever,Ember was a bubbly,high spirited person,who joked around on a constant basis. She was just a happy girl in general. Now,she was all too serious,who never smiled and always dreads on the past. The only way she stays sane is by writing in a journal every night when she thinks it's safe to rest.
Previous Occupations: Ember was currently attending the local college in her town,while waitressing at the diner on campus. She was going to be a teacher when she finished college,but she doesn't see this happening anytime soon in the future.
Family: Joeseph and Angela Knight (deceased),Melody Knight (currently missing)
Weapon(s): Strapped to her back,is a simple hunting shotgun;strapped to her upper thighs are a pair of 9x19mm pistals;strapped around her waist is a .32 revolver;in her pocket is a hunting knife.
Allegiance: None
Inventory: Typical first aid kit;Bullets for her weapons;Clothes;Water;Very little food;And a picture of her family.
