Caroline Jones. A sweet girl who was adopted by hybrids when her parents died. She lived in the upper class and somewhat hated it. She always had, and to be a part of them disgusted her. She stripped from her fancy clothes and put on a pair of jeans and a T shirt, she messed up her hair and went to the balcony where she jumped off and landed in a bush. She waited a few seconds before looking around and sneaking into a crowd of citizens that had been walking by.<br/><br/>Stealth was her best asset. That and her bow that she held on her back along with her quiver filled with multipurpose arrows with abilities. She eyed a patrol vehicle going down the street and decided to follow when she saw some patrons of a tavern running. She squinted her eyes and snuck over, placing herself in a tree, out of sight but within earshot to hear everything.