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((Second character))

Name: Miszar Yukaeldues (Pronounced Miz-air Yuke-ale-diss)
Age: Nine.
Gender: Male
Appearance: I appear to be from the middle east, and that is where I come from, I have darker skin than people native to America. I am in a wheel chair, and I have no eyes. A bandage is wrapped around my head, hiding my eyesockets, but reveiling large blood stains. My hair is black, and short.
Mortal Parent: Female
Skills: This may not be skill, but a tiny bit of people scream when they see me. I have an amazing nose and pair of ears.
Weapon: A bag of rocks.
Biography: I had been born in a middle east town, but I was crippled. I had gotten a wheelchair at the age of four, the same year my mother had died... I mean... murdered. Days after I had gotten my wheelchair, bandits broke into my house, killing my mother. But before they could see me, I unbuckled my belt, and slipped under my bed. It had been four days of scorching summer heat, before I ran from my house's refuge. During those days, I had lived off the spilled liquor and half eaten chicken on the floor. On the fourth night, it seemed everyone was asleep. I had slipped out, pulled my body on the wheelchair, and rushed the wheels. My house had no doors or covered windows, because we were poor, but that night, it worked to my advantage. Luckily, I escaped, but sadly, they had a dog stationed outside, which tore out my eyeballs. I had been saved hours later by an american soldier, who kept me, and sent me to his wife and kids in new york. I lived with them until age nine, until I was attacked by a cyclops. That's when my new mother told me who I was, and who she was. She was a demi-god, and that one of her two kids were too. She had driven me to Camp Half Blood, where I'd be safe.
Likes: Food, feeling surfaces, fire, drums, being quiet.
Dislikes: Thoughts of suicide, Bullies, Showing his sensitive emotions, long conversations
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Name:Sean Anderson
Age: 16
Gender: male
Appearance:He is about 5'8, a very attractive young man. He is blonde and rarely whears collared shirts.
Mortal Parent:Female
Skills: Archery, control over light
Weapon(s)*: Bow and arrow, dagger, crossbow
Biography:He was born in south carolina to a loving mother. He used to shoot snakes with a starter archery set. His love life always sucked until he came to camp. He has always liked his father Apollo.
Likes: girls, bow and arrows, light, his father
Dislikes: snakes, gravy, love
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HE IS FROM THE OLD GUILD