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A slim woman that has seen decades imprinted on her skin, Josephine is what some might call a subtle classic beauty. The fine lines on her face are considered badges of honor to her and the life that she has led thus far. Rounded cheeks, a flash of a smile and warm brown eyes, the salt in her hair does little to detract from her appearance. Her hair is kept up and away from her face in thick braids wound around the crown of her head. She doesn't tower but neither is she considered short and she carries herself with a certain confidence. She favors wearing Lycene fashions when not working with hot metal and her hands are flecked with minute burns that are par for the course in her profession with some even possibly over thirty or forty years old. {w({nShe looks a little more fragile these days.{w){n

Josephine is by all rights, an intensely private individual. Preferring to remain far from the limelight and enjoy her life of quiet repose and let her work have that far more adventurous life once it's left her hands. Interactions with customers tend to find a quiet and respectful woman who takes intense joy in her life and her family. With the lilt that betrays her heritage of being Lycene by birth to her words, it's uncommon to hear her raise her voice, no swifts movements. She is the quiet common dove in her nest and watching and always kind to her customers new or loyal. Though for the latter it seems like she might go above and beyond.