New Daughter of Hades

Name: Ciara Melinoe Kilduff
Age: 12
Gender: Female
Eyes: Glowing green, no pupil or sclerae when angry
Hair: Black, covers most of face
Skin: Extremely pale
Height: 5 "5
Type: Demigod
Attitude: Shy, secretive, pessimistic,
Immortal Parent: Hades
Mortal Parent: Wendy Kilduff
Country of Origin: Irish American
Pets: Mort the crow
Talents: Very intimidating, good at drawing with pencils, good at making enemies
Weapon: Shadow the Stygian Iron sword
Flaws: Unfriendly, cruel, anti-social
Likes: Black, white, death, skulls, bones, spike collars, spiders, vampires, bats, crows
Dislikes: Pink, happiness, flowers, butterflies, Barbies, models
Powers: Can summon the dead, can manipulate the bones in a person's body, can kill someone with a touch to the forehead
Life Before camp half-blood: Abandoned outside an orphanage, Ciara lived there until she was "adopted" by an adult satyr and taken to Camp Half-Blood.
role play Example: I sat in the deserted Hades cabin. There were cobwebs hanging everywhere, and and old man in an old, creaky rocking chair. Wait, OLD MAN! Who was he?! I rushed up to him. "Sir, I'm afraid you're in the wrong place. I'm the only member of this cabin besides Nico and he's not here-" I stopped. In awe, I watched the shriveled elderly man turn into my father. "Daughter," said Hades, "I have brought you a gift." He presented me a shiny black sword. I stared with my jaw hanging open. "Well, do you want me to take it back to the Underworld?" He asked impatiently. "NO! I mean, yes I like it, but, just, WHOA! That thing looks like it could kill Ares!" Hades laughed one of his rare non-evil laughs. "I'm not sure, but it's quite possible. Anyway, I'd best be getting back to the Underworld before we get a traffic jam. Goodbye." I watched him turn into a gray mist. "Goodbye!" I shouted into the mist. I felt happier then I'd ever felt in my life. Someone cared about me.
color: Black