Amphitrite Avisa

Name: Amphitrite Avisa

Age: 15

Gender: Female District: 4

Weapon(s): Trident, Poison

Strengths: Climbing, Swimming, Fast

Weaknesses: Impulsive, Small,

Fears: Feral Animals, A fight that isn't possible,

Personality: Amphitrite can be a bit selfish, but doesn't notice how she's acting. She's intelligent, but doesn't know how smart she is. She's not shy, instead talking a bit too much, but she's just trying to be friendly. She knows how to put on a fake smile and is great at acting. She will always have your back if she trusts you, and she's the kind of girl other people mostly look up too, for her kind personality and friendly smile.

Appearance: She is a pretty girl with reddish brown hair and lighter bangs, and pale skin from not spending much time in the District, being from the capital. She has stunning green eyes and usually wears blue with her favorite item, a dried capitol rose, in her hair.

Height: 5'0

Interview strategy: Act sweet, but hint that she's tougher than she looks.

Training strategy: Experiment with ways to make new toxic poisons, and split the time between that and practicing with a trident.

Private Training: Show the gamemakers how she can make a poison out of almost everything.

Bloodbath strategy: Run in, grab a trident or spear, and kill a tribute before heading back before all the good items are gone.

Games strategy: Stay with the careers, but build up a stash of food and water to use when she leaves them, when there are few tributes left to fight.

Reaped or Volunteered: Reaped

Alliance: Careers Token: A dried rose from the capital.

Games: 150th Annual Hunger Games, 145th Hunger Games,

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Backstory: Her family recently arrived in District 4, as a low key punishment for something they won't tell her about. She's an only child, and quickly adapted to 4, learning to swim and then doing it like she'd known it all her life. She has continuously had dreams where dead people talk to her, telling her real things. She takes this as normal, but keeps it a secret. Sometimes she can use it, as once she had a dream where her deceased grandmother told her that the bus she was going on for a field trip in the capital would crash, so she stayed home. There were no survivors. Then a few months later, she and her parents were exiled. Nobody expected her to get reaped.

This is an entry from her diary, from a week after she arrived in four.

I love it here. It's real, unlike the Capitol. Everything, down to the fancy plates and the plush pillows, felt like a lie. Here, I can almost touch the truth. The water is amazing. The waves pounding on the shore sounds like a heartbeat, and the water is so warm! I hope I'll never have to leave District 4 again. And I wouldn't. Not for the world!

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