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Name:
"Talia May Lee."

Age:
"Kind Of Impolite To Ask But I Am Nineteen."

Backstory:
"There's really nothing interesting. My parents left me at age five because of my eye color... Stupid, right? Anyways, I was found and raised by an old married couple who soon died late after my 16th birthday. I watched over myself from that point on at the little farm we had taken care of, so peaceful and quiet. But then one day I couldn't help but realize something was… Off. As I was taking food and such to the churros(sheep), I couldn't help but notice a man of some distorted shape walking towards me as if he were drunk. His flesh and clothes were torn into scraps and his left shoe was missing, a low groan escaping from his disgusting lips. I remember him trying to bite me or something but luckily I had saved myself with a nearby rock and smashed it's skull. And so it continues like that, traveling on my own and surviving. I taught myself how to fight and shoot but declines to use a gun because I figured out that these… 'things' are attracted to noises. I also taught myself how to hunt, parkour, and become abnormally sneaky, flexible, and acrobatic. I, honestly, think I'm fine on my own. I will kill anything or anyone in my way if trying to bring harm.

Weapon:
"I Use A Japanese Sword Called A Katana."

Pet:
"A Horse Named Ashkii."

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Awesome. Thanks. I've updated my charrie's bio a bit.
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Pretty sure Talia will do just fine with a horse. :3
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Talia propped herself up on the grey stallion that stood before her, "C'Mon Ashkii, We Can't Stay Here For Long. The Lurkers Will Start To Swarm Again." She kicked the horse's side with her heel and it took off. She rearranged the strap that slung across her chest as the katana shuffled around in it's case at the movement on her back. Talia slowed Ashkii to a walk and then to a halt in front of Jeff. "You Seem Tired…" She scoffed and smiled, "… Have Fun Smashing Heads, I'm Guessing?~"
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Talia hopped off of the steed and held the reins so it wouldn't run off. "Ha. Well, I Don't Exactly Smash Heads. I Slice Them Off..." She let out a light laugh and then offered out her hand as in greeting. "Talia. You?"
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Talia lowered her hand back to her waist. "Oh. You Know… Avoiding Lurkers… Trying To Find Other Survivors… A Cure For This Virus." She patted Ashkii's strong neck. Luckily he was very healthy. "… Also Trying To Find My Parents. And You?"
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Talia bit her lip before speaking. "You've Got A Place To Stay? It's Getting Dark. The Damn Lurkers Will Be Around More At That Time So I'd Suggest A High Shelter." She tugged nervously at the horse's reins before jumping onto the saddle and staring down at Jeff. "I Have A Place If You Don't."
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Talia nodded. "Right. You Go Straight To That Third Building Over There, Take A Left And Keep Going Forward. You'll Spot A Fountain. Once You Reach The Fountain, Go Through The Dark Alleyway On The Rightside Of The Fountain. After That, You'll See A Ladder. Climb Up That And You'll Find Yourself On Top Of A Brick Building With A Tent, Sleeping Bag, And A Bonfire. Get It? Got It? Good. I'll See You There." She kicked the side of her horse and he darted off.
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Before Talia had traveled up the ladder, she locked Ashkii in a shed knowing he would be safe there since there was enough oats, hay, and water in there for him. After locking him in there safely, she turned. There she stood face toface with a lurker who seemed to of not sensed her do to either lack of eye sight or smell, or maybe both. Which ever it was, it was enough to make Talia freeze in her tracks as the thing came closer. Her katanna had been lying against the wall behind the lurker, a bad position. Her breathing was barely visible and it came closer, groaning. "Dear God…" She whispered, pressing her back up against a deadend. Talia eyed the lurker and then her katana continuously. She wouldn't make it.
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