Amy

Background Information:
Age: Unknown
Birthplace: Rouen, French Empire
Height: Unknown
Weight: Unknown
Birth Date: Unknown
Blood Type: Unknown
Weapon: English Sword Rapier
Weapon Name: Albion
Discipline: La Rapiere des Sorel
Family: Foster Father/Raphael, Real parents are Unknown
Connections: Raphael, Join Forces (Took her out of poverty into a new world. Possesses the closest soul

Peace had been restored to the night, but still he did not return. He had left her. Left their castle home behind. She knew he had done it for her sake, because he wanted her to be happy more than anything else in this world, but nonetheless, she was restless. "Be a good girl, I'll be back in a while." Those were his last words to her, but Amy had to ponder them for a moment. Even the most dutiful fledgling takes flight when the longing for its parents grows too strong. (The cursed sword, Soul Edge. Did he leave in order to find it again?) How many nights must she wonder? A single butterfly was being tossed about on the cold night winds like a lonely star drifting far from heaven, like a soul freed from all its burdens. Silently, with all her feelings neatly locked away where non could see them, Amy pushed open the door.