Ander Avitas - District 7

Standing to about 5'9'', Ander is no beast, but rather a boy of average height and calibur. At face value, he doesn't appear to be at all unique, bearing very typical blackish brown hair, light freckles across his cheeks and somewhat of a tan. His arms are built fairly well in comparison to the rest of his body. He is robust, but not fat, an average weight, a healthy weight, almost like that of a knight - well built but not excessively. Ander's sweet, innocent amber eyes carry the potential to charm any, as his (motherly) older sister often told him. His stature is often rather lean, sloping a little, usually to the right - if he were to stand up straight and proud, perhaps he'd be an inch or two taller, but alas, he finds that sloping is the more natural and better feeling alternative.

You'll typically find him dirty in one way or another, or maybe even injured or scratched in some way.

Ander is anything but hot-headed. Typically remaining collected, even amidst chaos, he is not very emotionally reactive to outside anger-triggers. He will take a moment and consciously contemplate whether or not any trigger is in actuality worth the energy, and if it is, he will respond in more passion than you'd expect. Ander has a relatively high resistance to pain, but emotional pain [caused by relationships] will leave him helpless, feeling as if he might as well give up.

Ander is a deep thinker at heart, being himself very existential, half the time he feels as if he is lost without a purpose. So, to make up for those feelings, he often makes the effort to mark his memory intimately on whatever life that gives him permission.

The boy is one that craves deep, almost soul grasping intimacy and communication. Consequently, he often has little to contribute to mundane conversation. Ander bears well with a small, tightly-knit and close group of friends (or just a friend), he cannot bear to be alone. If there were a word to sum him up, it would be 'passion'.

Ander belongs to a family plagued by disease, for years on end, it must be in the blood. First it was his mother, at the age of four, he didn't understand what death was. His family, with only a father and older sister remaining, struggled to make enough coin to sustain themselves. So, Ander was introduced to the wood-chopping business pretty early, first finishing up the job after his father, and then he began to work on his own trees at the age of twelve.

And that was when his father passed. The disease was characterized by the spontaneous leakage of blood from areas where there were no previous wounds, headache and at times, intense fever, shivers, and quick dehydration.

Five years later, Ander is the one chopping down trees, providing for his older sister, who now lays unconscious the majority of the time, because of the plague that had at last caught up to her.