Tristan Roth -- District 6

Tristan stands nearly 175 centimeters tall. Most of his existing muscle mass exists in his legs, not so much in his arms.
Tristan's facial features aren't very rugged, surprisingly. He has long dark hair, like the color of dirt you find in a backyard. He also has pale green eyes, and fair clear skin. He's not tanned or muscular, like a lot of other boys of District 6, but he doesn't mind.
For clothes, he's either wearing grey, green, jackets, tees, or anything with a snug fit.

At first blush, Tristan is not excited by much, and feels mainly indifferent, disconnected from the world around him. He has a tendency to be distrustful of people, but he is cunning.
There are, however, times when he has shown emotion, when he has shown some small voice of humanity that still exists inside him. In these rare moments, he can laugh, he can cry, he can care for and sympathize with someone, as his friends would sympathize with him. These glimpses of him are cherished and missed by those that know him well enough to have seen them.
Tristan has a tendency to hold grudges, especially to his father.
When it comes to the Games, he can't stand to watch it, because it reminds him all too much of his father's abuse. All the Career tributes, wailing on innocent people, it gets too much for him.

Tristan was born an only child to a stay-at-home mother, while his father was a baggage handler, who, one day, went missing. Months later, he returned, clad in the blackness of night. Tristan opened the door for his father, but not the man he remembers. His father had become dangerously addicted to morphling.
Day after day, a new laceration would be unveiled upon him. He was ruthlessly beat by his father on an almost day-to-day basis. Due to the drama in his family, Tristan decided to live with his friend's family.
Maybe it wasn't so bad, being beaten by his father. On the times he were brave enough to fight back, he had learned some hand-to-hand-combat. Escaping from home, he had become a fast runner.
As for his mother, she was moved into a safe house away from his father, whose whereabouts are unknown. Tristan sees her every weekend, but nothing can repair the damage to the bond within the Roth family that Morphling has done.
From that point on, Tristan has been relying on the support of his friend's family, as well as whatever substitute for love that can be found for him. His future is uncertain.

First OC.