#Zara Balo'amora

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Zara’s Body Aesthetic

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[BODY]

Long legs. Short legs. Average legs. Slender thighs. Thick thighs. Toned thighs. Skinny arms. Soft arms. Toned arms. Muscular arms. Toned stomach. Flat stomach. Flabby Stomach. Soft stomach. Six-pack. Beer belly. Lean frame.Beefy/muscular frame. Voluptuous frame. Petite frame. Lanky frame. Short nails. Long nails. Manicured nails. Dirty nails. Flat ass. Toned ass. Bubble butt. Small waist. Average waist. Thick waist. Narrow hips. Average hips. Wide hips. Big feet. Average feet. Small feet. Soft feet. Slender feet. Calloused hands. Soft hands. Big hands. Average hands. Small hands. Long fingers. Short fingers. Average fingers. Narrow shoulders. Broad shoulders. Average shoulders. Underweight. Average weight. Overweight.

[HEIGHT]

Shorter than 140 cm. 141 cm to 150 cm. 151 cm to 160 cm. 161 cm to 170 cm. 171 cm to 180 cm. 181 cm to 190 cm. 191 cm to 2m. Taller than 2 m.

[SKIN]

Pale. Rosy. Olive. Dark. Tanned. Blotchy. Smooth. Moles. Acne. Dry. Greasy. Freckled. Scars. Birthmarks.

[ EYES ]

Small. Large. Average. Grey. Brown. Blue. Turquoise. Violet. Pink. Green. Gold. Hazel. Crimson. Doe-eyed. Almond. Close-set. Wide-set. Deep-set. Squinty. Monolid. Heavy eyelids. Upturned. Downturned.

[HAIR]

Thin. Thick. Fine. Normal. Greasy. Dry. Soft. Shiny. Curly. Frizzy. Wild. Unruly.Straight. Smooth. Wavy. Floppy. Cropped. Pixie-cut, sort of. Afro. Pompadour. Shoulder length. Back length. Waist length. Past hip-length. Buzz cut. Bald. Weave. Hair extensions. Jaw length. Layered. Mohawk. Ponytail. Braid. Locks. Box braids. Faux locks. White. Going Grey. Platinum blonde. Golden blonde. Dirty blonde. Blonde. Strawberry Blonde. Ombre. Ash brown. Mouse brown. Chestnut brown. Golden brown. Chocolate brown. Dark brown. Jet black. Orange. Ginger. Red. Auburn. Dyed. Thin eyebrows. Average eyebrows. Thick eyebrows. Plucked eyebrows.

[TATTOOS/PIERCINGS]

Full sleeve. Thigh tattoo. Neck tattoo. Chest tattoo. Back tattoo. Shoulder blade tattoo. One tattoo. Face tattoo. Hand tattoo. Henna tattoo. Wrist tattoo. Forearm tattoo. A few here and there. Multiple. No tattoos. Monroe piercing. Nose piercing. Septum. Nipple piercing(s). Genital piercing(s). Industrial piercings. Ear piercings. Prince Albert piercing. Eyebrow piercing(s). Tongue piercing(s). Lip piercing(s). Top of the ear. Tragus piercing. Angel bites. Labret. Stretched out ears. Navel piercing. Inverse navel piercing. Cheek piercing(s). Smiley. Nape piercing(s). No piercings.

[COSMETICS]

Eyeliner. Light eyeliner. Heavy eyeliner. Cat eyes. Mascara. Fake eyelashes. Matte lipstick. Regular lipstick. Lipgloss. Red lips. Pink lips. Nude lips. Dark lips. Bronzer. Highlighter. Eyeshadow. Neutral eyeshadow. Smoky eyes. Colorful eyeshadow. Blush. Lipliner. Light contouring. Heavy contouring. Powder. Matte foundation. Shiny foundation. Concealer. Wears war paint from time to time. Wears make up regularly. Wears it from time to time. Never wears make-up.

[SCENT]

Floral. Herbal. Earthy. Fruity. Perfumes. Aftershave. Cocoa. Moisturizer. Shampoo. Cigarettes. Leather. Fur. Sweat. Food. Incense. Cologne. Whiskey. Wine. Fried food. Blood. Fire. Cold. Fresh. Metal. Rain. Chemicals.

[CLOTHES]

Jeans. Tight pants. Overknee socks. Tights. Leggings. Yoga pants. Pencil skirt. Tight skirt. Loose skirt. Tight/Form-fitting dress. Cardigans. Tunic. Blouse. Button up shirt. Band-T-shirt. Sports-T-shirt. Sweatpants. Tanktop. Cut off t-shirt. Designer. High street. Leather jacket. Thrift. Lingerie. Long skirt. Miniskirt. Maxidress. Sun dress. Tie. Tuxedo. Cocktail dress. High slit dress/skirt. T-shirt.Loose clothing. Tight clothing. Jean shorts. Sweater. Sweater vest. Waistcoat. Khaki pants. Suit. Hoodie. Basketball shorts.Boxers/Boxer-Briefs. Thong. Hotpants. Hipster panties. Bra. Sportsbra. Crop top. Corset. Ballerina skirt. Leotard. Polka dot. Stripes. Glitter. Cotton. Linen.Silk. Lace. Leather. Velvet. Patterns. Florals. Neon colors. Pastels. Light colors. White. Black. Dark colours. Fur/Faux fur. Revealing clothing. Heavy armor. Medium armor. Light Armor.

[SHOES]

Sneakers. Slip-ons. Flats. Slippers. Sandals. High heels. Kitten heels. Ankle boots. Combat boots. Knee-high. Platforms. Bare feet. Loafers. Oxfords. Gladiator shoes. Leather boots.

Tagged by: @simplysoriya Tagging @conwulf @housedaine @nadia-summerset @ anyone who would like to that hasn’t

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Details: Zara Balo’amora

Long legs. Short legs. Average legs. Slender thighs. Thick thighs. Toned thighs. Skinny arms. Soft arms. Toned arms. Toned stomach. Flat stomach. Flabby Stomach. Soft stomach. Six-pack. Beer belly. Lean frame. Beefy/muscular frame. Voluptuous frame. Curvy frame. Petite frame. Lanky frame. Short nails. Long nails. Manicured nails. Dirty nails. Flat ass. Toned ass. Bubble butt. Small waist. Average waist. Thick waist. Narrow hips. Average hips. Wide Hips. Big feet. Average feet. Small feet. Soft feet. Slender feet. Calloused hands. Soft hands. Big hands. Average hands. Small hands. Long fingers. Short fingers. Average fingers. Narrow shoulders. Broad shoulders. Average shoulders. Underweight. Average weight. Overweight.

Height

Shorter than 140 cm. 141 cm-150 cm. 151 cm to 160 cm. 161 cm to 170 cm. 171 cm to 180 cm. 181 cm to 190 cm. 191 cm to 2m. Taller than 2 m.

Skin

Pale. Rosy. Olive. Dark. Tanned. Blotchy. Smooth. Moles. Acne. Dry. Greasy. Freckled. Scars. Birthmarks. Burn marks.

Eyes

Small. Large. Average. Grey. Brown. Silver. Blue. Violet. Pink. Green. Gold.Yellow. Hazel. Doe-eyed. Almond. Close-set. Wide-set. Deep-set. Squinty. Monolid. Heavy eyelids. Upturned. Downturned. Dark sclera. Dark Iris. Light Iris. Shaded Iris. Dark Pupil. Light Pupil.

Hair

Thin. Thick. Fine. Normal. Greasy. Dry. Soft. Shiny. Curly. Frizzy. Wild. Unruly. Straight. Smooth. Wavy. Floppy. Cropped. Pixie-cut. Afro. Shoulder length. Back length. Waist length. Past hip-length. Buzzcut. Bald. Weave. Hair Extensions. Jaw length. Mohawk. Dreadlocks. Box braids. Faux locks. White. Platinum Blonde. Golden Blonde. Dirty Blonde. Ash Blonde. Honey Blonde. Blonde. Ombre. Light brown. Mouse brown. Almond brown. Golden brown. Chocolate brown. Dark brown. Jet black. Raven black. Ginger. Red. Auburn. Dyed. Thin eyebrows. Average eyebrows. Thick eyebrows. Plucked eyebrows.

Tattoos/Piercings

Full sleeve. Thigh tattoo. Neck tattoo. Chest tattoo. Back tattoo. Shoulder blade tattoo. One tattoo. Face tattoo. Hand Tattoo. A few here and there. Multiple. No tattoo. Monroe piercing. Nose piercing. Septum. Nipple piercing(s). Cupid’s Bow piercing. Genital piercing(s). Industrial piercings.  Earlobe piercing(s). Prince Albert piercing. Eyebrow piercing(s). Tongue piercing(s). Lip piercing(s). Top of the ear piercing. Tragus piercing. Angel bites. Labret. Stretched out ears. Navel piercing. Chest-bone piercing. Inverse navel piercing. Cheek piercing(s). Smiley. Nape piercing(s). No piercings.

Cosmetics

Eyeliner. Light eyeliner. Heavy eyeliner. Cat eyes. Mascara. Fake eyelashes. Matte lipstick. Regular lipstick. Lipgloss. Red Lips. Pink Lips. Nude Lips. Dark Lips. Bronzer. Highlighter. Eyeshadow. Neutral eyeshadow. Smoky eyes. Colorful Eyeshadow. Blush. Lipliner. Light contouring. Heavy contouring. Powder. Matte foundation. Shiny foundation. Concealer. Wears war paint from time to time. Wears make up regularly. Wears it from time to time. Rarely wears make-up.

Scent

Floral. Herbal. Earthy. Fruity. Perfumes. Aftershave. Cocoa. Moisturizer. Shampoo. Cigarettes. Leather. Fur. Sweat. Food. Incense. Marijuana (bloodthistle). Cologne. Whiskey. Wine. Fried food. Blood. Fire. Metal. Rain.

Clothing

Jeans. Tight pants. Overknee socks. Tights. Leggings. Yoga pants. Pencil skirt. Tight skirt. Loose skirt. Tight/Form-fitting dress. Cardigans. Tunic. Blouse. Button up Shirt. Band-Shirt. Sports-Shirt. Sweatpants. Tanktop.  Cut off Shirt. Designer. High street. Leather jacket. Thrift. Lingerie. Long skirt. Miniskirt. Maxidress. Sundress. Tie. Tuxedo. Cocktail dress. Highslit dress/skirt. Loose clothing. Tight clothing. Jean shorts. Sweater. Sweater vest. Waistcoat. Khaki pants. Suit. Hoodie. Harem pants. Sport shorts. Boxers/Boxer-Briefs. Thong. Hotpants. Hipster panties. Bra. Sportsbra. Crop top. Corset. Ballerina skirt.  Leotard. Polka dot. Stripes. Glitter. Cotton. Linen. Silk. Lace. Leather. Velvet. Patterns. Florals. Neon colors. Pastels. Light colors. White. Black. Dark colors. Fur/Faux Fur. Revealing clothing. Heavy armor. Medium armor. Light Armor.

Shoes

Sneakers. Slip-ons. Flats. Slippers. Sandals. High heels. Cat heels. Ankle boots. Combat boots. Knee-high. Platform heels. Stripper heels. Bare feet. Loafers. Oxfords. Gladiator shoes.

Tagged by @simplysoriya Tagging anyone who hasn’t yet <3

[zara-baloamora]

History Snippet: The Catalyst

(( MUSIC ))

You know the moment change is coming. Time seems to slow, you feel the rush of blood pulsing in your neck as the heavy exhale comes slow with the beat of the dragonhawk’s wings. There’s no stopping it. You can almost feel some bronze time whelp mocking you from the shadows just daring you to try and stop his father’s plans. 

There was a time when we knew a peace. The most my patrol needed to handle was a forest troll pressing the borders of Eversong or help maintain the numbers of the local murlocs if they became too overwhelming. I remember as a little girl looking up to the Windrunners, idolizing them for their prowess and determination. Never in all my years would I have thought I’d be here fighting along side them. A child hopes and then when those hopes come to pass, I found myself wondering what on Azeroth I was thinking. 

Now, a dead human Lord marches on our beloved city bringing their hatred and darkness. The Scourge. I hadn’t had a chance to go home when the call went out. Arthas was pressing our boundaries and so, as swift as my legs would carry me, I ran for the roosts. Whisper was waiting with frantic cries bellowing out from his vibrant orange gullet. He was as anxious as I was to get into the air. I could only hope the Gods would favor us this day. Protect my parents, our people, our homes that were already hard won. 

(( @meteor-wra For mentions)) 

Our tack was swiftly gathered, my blades, bow and quiver. I served the Ranger Corps then, as a Hawkrider and as such we were among the first sent to defend. This time it wasn’t a drill. General Windrunner called and we all took flight, barreling forth with flashes of arcane and biting bolts loosed from our arrows rained down from the unnatural cloud emitted by the smoke of our dragonhawks. The sight is one I’ll never forget, as the smoke cleared. The darkness and stench of death was still lumbering in numbers far exceeding our own. 

“Fall back! The gate is coming down! To the Inner Elfgate! FALL BACK!!”

I almost didn’t hear the call as a ball of flame roared past loosed from one of the enemy’s catapults. Whisper pulled back harder than I was ready for. If not for my boots clutched at his scales I’d have plummeted like the others. I gripped my bow knocking yet another arrow as I summoned the arcane to it’s tip. We had orders to fall back but I couldn’t fall back without seeing some cover delivered to my brothers and sisters below. “Lower!” I cried out the command and Whisper rumbled in his disapproval but heeded the command. 

I looked through the numbers, looking for the pattern, there had to be some way to slow them down. It was in the distance my eyes fell on a clearing in the field. In the middle stood a man covered in a heavy blue armor and a blade that seemed to sing with the cries of the souls it had claimed. As I drew back on my bow and took aim the Quel’dorei dead around his feet began to rise. I couldn’t understand what he’d just done, I didn’t want to understand. The shock and anger loosed my arrow before it was properly aimed. Some where and I couldn’t even say was the blast from the loosed bolt.  

My heart sank to see our dead turned against us. The tactic explained the overwhelming numbers. More than that those faces were friends, brothers, sisters, mothers, and fathers. Each now raising weapons to head the dead man’s call to strike those of us that remained of our kind down. I stared on, blinking rapidly fighting the tears that were welling in my throat. 

Suddenly a plume of blue scales and feathers were before Whisper. The man on his own dragonhawk, Axzander, held a stern gaze, “Ays, fall back! You’ll help no one by dying here!” His voice growled in command. Coming from the fear and sorrow I gave a quick nod, spurring Whisper to bank left as I leaned back in the saddle to guide him upward. Axzander and I took upward to the skies, Whisper and the blue dragonhawk billowing out new plumes of smoke to cover our retreat. Just before the fog became too heavy, my eyes dared a last peek below as the Outer Elfgate came down. 

What remained of the Ranger Corps fell back and regrouped at the Inner Elfgate. It should have been impenetrable, requiring the Key of the Three Moons. Arthas and his undead forces were relentless. For each we fell two more rose in their place. Brothers fought brothers. Husbands fought wives. Bit by bit Arthas and his Scourge overtook our numbers spreading their death and devastation through our once peaceful land. Every man and woman of able body had been called to defend our city. 

The battle waged on looking more and more hopeless as even the Inner Elfgate fell. I’m not sure I’ve ever fought as hard as I did that day. I refused to become one of his puppets turned against my own kind. A small number of us were pulled to the side to hear a new set of orders. “Burn it. Here.... here.. and here. It’s a loss but they’ll think they’ve won. We can save part of the city but not all of it.” our commander explained as he pointed out key areas of our own city on a map spread over an overturned wagon wheel. “Be swift about it. Then fall back with the rest to Sunstrider Isle.”

Orders came harder and harder to swallow. Sacrifices were taken with little regard and more sacrifices were made to see the first come to an end. I did as I was told. I didn’t have much mind then to question orders. Whisper and I took to the skies once more, loosing arcane bolts into the hordes of dead below as we made our way to the the designated locations. I had to swallow my pride as I gave the command to free the fire from his belly. The city was home, I knew each corner terrace, tower, and shadow almost better than I’d known myself. I had my first kiss, just there. And over there, below Axzander, I got caught sneaking out, father was furious but forgiving. This was home and here I was, digging my heel in to Whisper’s side belting orders to rain fire and arcane to destroy it all. All so the enemy might think they’ve won. 

In the aftermath, even fewer of our numbers remained. Axzander and I flew back over the devastation looking for any sign of survivors. Some one the dead Lord hadn’t’ risen. The land was scarred in such a way, it’s still yet to recover. I’d seen war before, but not like this. Taken hits and gotten back up, but those were hits to the flesh. This was a hit on the heart and soul of who we are or were. Turning our dragonhawks to the southeast shore, I needed to see home. I had no doubts that my parents had heard or been called but I needed to see them well. 

There were corpses littering the land surrounding our modest home as we neared to land. Whisper was still twenty feet from the ground when I took my leave from the saddle. There wasn’t time. I hit the ground running for the house. Heart thudding in my ears. “No” The only thing screaming through my mind. Glass was broken, potted planters smashed, the door half off the hinges. Large arms caught me before I could make it through the entry, looking up I saw my father’s eyes. The look alone was enough to say all things without any words. 

Shaking my head, “No..” the words of my thoughts spilling into life. “Noo!” I roared defiantly and pushed away to dodge. I made it barely four steps when his large arms found their purchase wrapped around my waist. There before my eyes, broken and battered lay my mother. Struggling I fought trying to free myself to get to her. Surely she wasn’t gone, there had to be something I could do. Hurt and angry fists caught my father’s chest as I was blinded by heated tears. 

No matter my rage, he pulled harder till my body gave in heaving sobs at his chest. “She’s gone, Ays... She’s gone...” Came the heartbroken whisper that told more of his pain than he’d let show.

Little did I know then, when I woke that morning intent to spend the day in the sun, that our lives were on a catalyst. We would never be the same for our deeds done and pains felt. The price too steep, racked with guilt and sorrow. That was the day that shifted my path from a Proud Daughter of Quel’thalas to a Broken Child of the Blood. 

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GettingTo Know: Zara

Name ➔ “Zarayssel Balo’amora, just Zara works fine too.”

Are you single?➔ A slow crooked smile was offered as she shook her head, “No, quite happily spoken for.”

Are you angry?➔ “In some ways less so than I was. In others more. I try not to dwell on it.”

Are your parents still married?➔ “They were. Well until mum passed.”

NINE FACTS

Birth Place ➔  “Quel’thalas”

Hair Color ➔ “Blonde, has gotten more so over the last few decades.”

Eye color ➔ “Green, I’d like to think there’s still a hint of the blue they once were.”

Birthday ➔ “September Sixteenth. It tends to get away from me more than not.”

Mood ➔ “Happy. though admittedly a bit nervous.”

Gender ➔ “Female”

Summer or Winter ➔ “I’ve been spoiled for a while now with the beaches in my travels. If I had to choose it’d be summer as it is more favorable when flying. But I enjoy aspects of all the seasons.”

Morning or Afternoon ➔ “I’d like to say morning. When I’m working it’s mornings. Conwulf may be persuading me otherwise.”

EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE

Are you in love? ➔ “Very much and I’m not sorry.”

Do you believe in love at first sight? ➔ “No, I don’t think it’s love that sparks on sight as much as attraction or desire. Love is so much more than that, more loyal, outlasting infatuations and hardships. It’s what survives when the world falls away.”

Who ended your last relationship? ➔ “I did.”

Have you ever broken someone’s heart? ➔ “Probably. I’m not or was not in the warmest line of work. Have a broken a lover’s heart? I’m sure there were a few, only because they deserved more than I could be for them.”

Are you afraid of commitments?  ➔ “I tend to be all or nothing sort. I wouldn’t say I’m afraid of commitments as much as I’ve been cautious.”

Have you hugged someone within the past week? ➔ “Yes, Conwulf.”

Have you ever had a secret admirer? ➔ “I’m sure there have been a few. I’m well aware I’m not to everyone’s tastes but I’ve not been blind to the eyes that I’ve turned from time to time. I’ve not had any secret gifts or the like, there’s a chance it has manifested in a few favors.”

Have you ever broken your own heart? ➔ “Yes. It was one of my deepest regrets and greatest lessons.”

SIX CHOICES

Love or Lust ➔ “If you’d asked me a year or so ago I’d have said lust as I did not see the former in the cards. I’ve also come to learn my skill at reading cards isn’t exactly what it once was. Love... and whatever lusts come with it.”

Lemonade or iced tea  ➔ “Neither sound particularly appetizing at the moment. Were it summer, I’d be more inclined for the iced tea.”

Cats or Dogs? ➔ “I’d probably get in a bit of trouble if not a dirty look if I said cats. They’re not awful. Of the creatures I’ve encountered in my travels, it’s the dogs that caught more of my attention. the worgs in Outlands were something to be admired.”

A few best friends or many regular friends? ➔ “I’ve had many acquaintances, travel and working by word of mouth. I’d like to say a few best friends? The reality of it however is closer to many regular friends. Not that it’s very regular as it was before. It will be interesting to see what side the next phase of life brings.”

Wild night out or romantic night in ➔ “Umm yes? Honestly right now a romantic night in if for the mere fact that I’d not have to go far or really anywhere to fall asleep.”

Day or Night ➔ “Night. They’re either very alive or very cozy. On the really good ones they’re both. ”  

FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS

Been caught sneaking out  ➔  “A few times. I’m sure i was no kindness on my parent’s patience.”

Fallen down/up stairs ➔ “There’s a good possibility of either or both.”

Wanting something/someone so badly it hurt? ➔ “Yes, it hurt enough it broke me for a time.”

Wanted to disappear  ➔ “Yes, and for a long while I did. I suppose to some I still have.”

FOUR PREFERENCES

Smile or eyes ➔ “A smile may offer the first warmth but it’s the eyes that tell the truth. I rather enjoy them both.”

Shorter or taller ➔ “In regards to what exactly? A lover? Taller. Shelves, shorter though I’m not beyond climbing to reach things if I must.”

Intelligence or attraction ➔ “I’m not sure what one has to do with comparison to the other. Both. Intelligence without attraction is basically a goblin. No thank you. Attraction void of intelligence is in truth more likely to cancel out the attraction. Likely a fitting description of some one gloating over their appearance in a mirror while the rest of the world moves on.”

Hook-up or relationship ➔ “Relationship. While I was plenty fine on my own, having someone to enjoy and share in life is something I’d not trade for anything.”

FAMILY

Do you and your family get along? ➔ “I’m sure I gave my parents a hard time now and then. But we were close and I would like to think we were happy.”

Would you say you have a “messed up life”? ➔ “I’d not say messed up. I wouldn’t say it’s all together. But certainly not messed up. Perhaps a bit of organized chaos, the adventure of it I believe is good for the soul.”

Do you consider all of your friends good friends? ➔ “I have plenty of acquaintances but few I would call a close friend.”

Who is your best friend? ➔ “Conwulf and Whisper.”

Who knows everything about you ➔ “I’m not really sure anyone knows everything about me presently. If companion animals count, Whisper would know the most. She’s been with me the longest.”

tagged by: @conwulf

tagging: @alliesweetsong-wra @simplysoriya @ anyone else who would like to do this!

[zara-baloamora]

Zara Balo’amora --WIP--

The Basics ––– –

NAME: Zarayssel “Zara” Balo’amora

AGE: 143

BIRTHDAY:  September 16

RACE: Sin’dorei

GENDER: Female

SEXUALITY: Straight

MARITAL STATUS: Single

Relationship Status: Taken @conwulf

Physical Appearance ––– –

HAIR: White Blonde

EYES: Bright Sage Green

HEIGHT: 5′6″

BUILD: Curvy & Toned

DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Few faint scars. 

COMMON ACCESSORIES: A flask, 4 Service tags with a moon and star pendant on a basic silver chain.

((Some parts are incomplete and a WIP due to preference of letting the character unfold and reveal themselves through RP. Will be updating the deets as time goes. <3 ))

Personal ––– –

PROFESSION: Mercenary

HOBBIES: Gambling, Writing, Training, Hiking, Camping, Swimming, Reading

LANGUAGES: Thalassian, Orcish, Broken Common

RESIDENCE: Wonderer

BIRTHPLACE: Quel’Thalas

RELIGION: None

PATRON DEITY: None

FEARS:  Her Past

Relationships ––– - WIP

SPOUSE:  Deceased

Children:  None

PARENTS: Mother Deceased. Father @devil-of-mardum

SIBLINGS: None 

OTHER RELATIVES: None

ACQUAINTANCES/FRIENDS: LF Contact

Pets: None

Traits ––– - WIP

extroverted / introverted / in between.

disorganized / organized / in between.

close minded / open-minded / in between.

calm / anxious / in between/

disagreeable / agreeable / in between.

cautious / reckless / in between.

patient / impatient / in between.

outspoken / reserved / in between.

leader / follower / in between.

empathetic / unemphatic / in between.

optimistic / pessimistic / in between.

traditional / modern / in between.

hard-working / lazy / in between.

cultured / un-cultured / in between.

loyal / disloyal / unknown / in between.

faithful / unfaithful / unknown / in between.

Additional Information ––– –

SMOKING HABIT: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

DRUGS: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

ALCOHOL: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess