My charrie :)

Name: Alayla Roxanne Watson
Age: 16
Gender: female
Height: 5’4’
Eye Color: bright blue
Hair Color and Skin Color: Straight and long, mahogany colored hair, radiant fair
Mortal Parent: Danielle Watson
God Parent: Minerva
Talents (normally): sing and dance, writing stories
Skills (what skills with weapons): fighting with dagger and arrows
Powers: can sense emotion of other half bloods like in love, angry, jealous, irritated.
Weapons: dagger celestial bronze, 15 inches, named storge (means love)
Pets: none
Country of Origin: France, Paris
Flaws: pride and loyalty

Life before camp: Layla lived in France with her father Danielle, she goes to school but she got kicked out because of ADHD and dyslexia, her dad didn’t know where to put her. Her dad is a psychologist, but yet he can’t understand her daughter. Layla got irritated from her dad because her dad seemed to feel upset about her, he just give Layla money and shooes her away because he has work and all. Layla felt irritated, she tried to talk to his dad, but one day she tried to contact him in the office but his nurse told her he’s not available, at home it was just hi’s hello’s and goodbye’s. Layla felt like being pushed away and left behind, his dad remarried again with his nurse, then Layla even felt more abandoned, her dad changed his ways towards her and she decided to run away.

Rp: I was brought by a goat to camp? What? I didn’t catch that honestly. I ran away earlier, left my dad and now I’m here. Am I dreaming or something? I saw kids some were like my age, some had gray eyes and blond hair they were like from California except for the gray eyes, some looked like supermodels with brown hair and chocolate eyes, they’re perfume smelled like meters away, some looked handsome and well built body, and so on.
“Welcome Roxanne, to camp half blood.” Said Grover the satyr.
“Camp what?” I asked exasperately.
“Chiron!” Grover waved from afar, then I saw a horseman galloped towards us.
“Congratulations, you have succeeded once again.” The horseman said. “Child, welcome, I’m Chiron the camp’s director.”
“Greetings your…horsemanship.” I said feeling awkward. Horsemanship? I thought to myself.
“Come on, let’s go to my office for a talk and starters.” Chiron said. I nodded, Grover and I followed.

Extra Notes: Roxanne is very nice, sweet, and friendly.

YOU CAN NOT HAVE MORE THAN ONE GREEK CHARRIE THIS IS A ROMAN SITE CHANGE THE GOD PARENT!

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minerva is the roman form of athena those powers have nothing to do with athena,please edit