Lilliana Winter
She/Her
20 years old
Peaceful
65 kg
Personality
She appears a bit insecure and unassertive in new situations or with new people and prefers to hide behind her friends if a situation gets ugly. Despite being not very brave, she has a very caring nature, is trustworthy by word and deeds, and reliable when it comes to her strong skills.
Lilliana is one of the honest hearts. For her, calling someone a true friend means complete loyalty and full trust.
Traveling and exploring into the unknown is a dangerous thing to do - it is scary to her, but sometimes a necessary evil. Since she never had to plunge in at the deep end, she feels safer being among people she trusts and has never strayed too far off on her own.
Even though she learned from her brother how to defend herself, she would rather choose not to fight and seek more peaceful solutions. She’s protective, especially of the people she cares about. Lilliana likes animals and loves being in nature. Sometimes she prefers solitude and calmness over a busy social life. A good book, or a sunny day on a meadow, a little luxury from her former lifestyle, is preferred over drinking and partying.
Appearance
Height: 1.65 m
Figure: delicate
Original Hair: ashblond, wavy
Eye Color: Light blue
Clothing: Neat appearance, likes bright and pastel colors that resemble flowers
Gait: graceful
Languages: German + English
Voice: Calm and gentle voice
Background
Lilliana was born and raised in Hamburg, Germany, in a family of academics. She grew up as a rather spoiled only child and was very attached to her parents, but whenever she spent her time abroad on the Farm of the Winstons, she felt like having an older brother and a simpler life. Her parents were friends with the Winstons for many years, long before Lilliana was born and while they were doing business in the US.
Lilliana was on summer break and was left at the Winstons' farm in Kentucky. Known in good hands, nobody was worried about the things to come. At the age of 9, these joyful summers found an end: Lilliana still had two weeks before having to be picked up by her parents, as the news about the chaos in the world reached the farm. Worried, the Winstons tried to communicate with her parents, but they never replied. And suddenly the atmosphere shifted, even little Lilliana felt it. She was told that she might stay longer, which sounded great at first, but with the precautions the family made, it felt less and less like a summer holiday and more threatening, as if something lurked in the shadows of the trees.
One evening, when 9-year-old Lilliana sat at the dinner table with the Winston family, they got unwanted visitors, who evicted and urged them into the nearest quarantine zone. There was little time to pack up, and only with her favorite plushy in her arms, little Lilliana found herself in a highly barricaded and overly crowded area of the Northbank QZ. The Winstons kept a close eye on not just Henry but also her, as they settled in. Over time, Lilliana began to understand what was happening. Strangers became known faces of other survivors within the walls, but two faces she longed to see never appeared – her parents. For months, she checked the bulletin board every day, hoping to find their names or her own name among the many pieces of paper. There was not a single mention of the Winters among the deceased, no search request about her, no job requests with contact details of a Mr. or Mrs. Winter from another quarantine zone, and even the wanteds were checked – nothing. Whenever she could sneak off from the Winstons, Lilliana lingered next to the communication-rooms with all the wonderous radios and walkies for the exchange of informations with other zones, but when spotted, she was chased away by the people who worked there and told to check the bulletin boards when the latest bunch of informations are handed out to the public. That source of information, however, run sparse as years passed, technology aged, and resources ran low. The visitors from caravans soon became an alternative source of news and rumors. Lilliana always had to get out of her comfort zone to ask strangers about her parents, but even then... nothing. Years passed, but she never fully lost hope that one day, she would be reunited with her parents.
As she grew older, the horror stories of other survivors clearly added to her fear of worst-case scenarios. Due to survival of the fittest, physically, Lilliana kept herself fit - to run, to escape if there would ever be a reason to do so. She is very flexible but not very strong for prefering cardio over muscle training. Even though there was a piano in the HQ, Lillana, while having the talent and for her parents wanting her to take piano lessons after school, she never picked it up ever since the outbreak. Like many in the quarantine zone, she has been taught how to defend herself and handle firearms, but with little actual experience.
Lilliana barely used her native language since she travelled with the Winstons, and after spending years in quarantine with mostly English speakers, she now hesitates to speak in her mother tongue, for knowing only that much German vocabulary a 9-year-old would have.
At the age of 14, Henry's mother was consumed by inflammation as a result of a bad scratch. To Lilliana, she was a mother figure, whose death left a void in their hearts. Since then, she tried her best as a poor substitute of her foster-mother by performing all kinds of domestic chores. But Lilliana had a good grasp of general medical knowledge, and the more she she learned, the more her thoughts revolved around the cause of death that could have been prevented so easily with the right medical treatment. She was able to gain medical and biological knowledge mostly through the extensive study of books from the old world at first, and later by helping out at the local clinic. While she wasn’t able to become a doctor like she wished to be, she was at least able to assist with basic medical treatments with the little they had. Medicines were scarce, so she benefited from her hobby's knowledge by using the local Flora for Herbal treatment instead. What was first been experimental soon became an alternative healing practice. „We all lose the fight against death eventually, but I won't stop fighting.“
Henry's father, who was caught in the crossfire of a bandit's attack, subsequently succumbed to his injuries as Lilliana just turned 16. With the loss of Henry's father, she and Henry had nobody left in this world but themselves. But while Henry seems to grew a hatred for the bandits, Lilliana's awareness of the dangers outside made her withdraw into herself, fearful to leave the HQ ever since.