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  • Freja Acheron  + (Impish and fierce, Freja is an effortless
    Impish and fierce, Freja is an effortless beauty that carries herself with an air of cold, methodical strength. There is a certain precison to the movements of her tall and willowy frame, not a single gesture wasted as she seems to be always alert. Her sharp, somber brown eyes rove steadily beneath impossibly thick lashes. Unruly chestnut curls contrast wonderfully against her ivory skin, free from freckles or blemish save for a small scar that intersects her right eyebrow. Her demeanor is one of brisk business, though her rare and heartbreaking smile quickly dissipates any chill with its genuine warmth. Upon her right forearm, all along the underside, Freja bears a tattoo of intricate whorls, lines, and dots - all of varying arrangement and thickness. There are two symbols, as well, one at either end of the oblong length of it. Near her elbow, a bold but modestly sized X, and further towards the wrist, an angular and inscrutable arrangement of lines and curves, like a rune.
    angement of lines and curves, like a rune.)
  • Freja Redrain  + (Impish and fierce, Freja is an effortless
    Impish and fierce, Freja is an effortless beauty that carries herself with an air of cold, methodical strength. There is a certain precison to the movements of her tall and willowy frame, not a single gesture wasted as she seems to be always alert. Her sharp, somber brown eyes rove steadily beneath impossibly thick lashes. Unruly chestnut curls contrast wonderfully against her ivory skin, free from freckles or blemish save for a small scar that intersects her right eyebrow. Her demeanor is one of brisk business, though her rare and heartbreaking smile quickly dissipates any chill with its genuine warmth. Upon her right forearm, all along the underside, Freja bears a tattoo of intricate whorls, lines, and dots - all of varying arrangement and thickness. There are two symbols, as well, one at either end of the oblong length of it. Near her elbow, a bold but modestly sized X, and further towards the wrist, an angular and inscrutable arrangement of lines and curves, like a rune. {w({nThree diagonal lines of crimson woad adorn her face, the very distinct marks of Redrain - but more importantly, of 'Torrud's Bloody Brood'.{w){n
    ortantly, of 'Torrud's Bloody Brood'.{w){n)
  • Oliver Coldrain  + (Imposingly tall, this broad-shouldered man
    Imposingly tall, this broad-shouldered man edges out at six feet, four inches in height, with a strong and muscular frame that borders is stocky without becoming burly. His skin is like burnt honey and he is covered in tattoos - bold, thick black lines that make different, intricate patterns over his arms and shoulders, chest and back. There are numerous scars that mar his skin along with the tattoos, though these are also seen on his face, specifically a slash around the left eye and a few pocks on his defined jaw that is peppered in about a day's worth of stubble. He has a bit of a weathered look to him, more than a little rough along the edges, but there is a certain depth to his coffee coloured eyes which foretells of potential warmth. Black hair is kept trimmed at the sides and slightly longer at the top, which is often styled to appear spikey.
    p, which is often styled to appear spikey.)
  • Oliver Arterius  + (Imposingly tall, this broad-shouldered man
    Imposingly tall, this broad-shouldered man edges out at six feet, four inches in height, with a strong and muscular frame that borders is stocky without becoming burly. His skin is like burnt honey and he is covered in tattoos - bold, thick black lines that make different, intricate patterns over his arms and shoulders, chest and back. There are numerous scars that mar his skin along with the tattoos, though these are also seen on his face, specifically a slash around the left eye and a few pocks on his defined jaw that is peppered in about a day's worth of stubble. He has a bit of a weathered look to him, more than a little rough along the edges, but there is a certain depth to his coffee coloured eyes which foretells of potential warmth. Black hair is kept trimmed at the sides and slightly longer at the top, which is often styled to appear spikey.
    p, which is often styled to appear spikey.)
  • Rebecca Malespero  + (In a fairy tale Rebecca would be the mourn
    In a fairy tale Rebecca would be the mournful siren haunting a rock above a graveyard of ships. Thick, tawny red hair is tamed to drift loose and free away from a delicate face prone to flush when speaking on one of her passions, of which there are many. Her dark and intelligent eyes smile easily, appreciative for the world's many wonders. She moves with a noblewoman's poise and puts to marked effect the graceful lines of her neck, arms, and legs.
    raceful lines of her neck, arms, and legs.)
  • Charlaine Blanchard  + (In a sea of beauties at Court, Charlaine's
    In a sea of beauties at Court, Charlaine's pleasantly ordinary countenance might escape notice at first glance. However, when this young woman speaks on one of her often hidden passions, she reveals a zest for life and vibrancy that loses her natural inclination to shy away from attention. With her normally timid demeanor, it's rare for the voluptuous, brown-haired young woman to command that sort of attention, but on the rare occasions her reserve is cracked she displays an attractiveness all her own.
    he displays an attractiveness all her own.)
  • Charlaine Moore  + (In a sea of beauties at Court, Charlaine's
    In a sea of beauties at Court, Charlaine's pleasantly ordinary countenance might escape notice at first glance. However, when this young woman speaks on one of her often hidden passions, she reveals a zest for life and vibrancy that loses her natural inclination to shy away from attention. With her normally timid demeanor, it's rare for the voluptuous, brown-haired young woman to command that sort of attention, but on the rare occasions her reserve is cracked she displays an attractiveness all her own.
    he displays an attractiveness all her own.)
  • Terell Hawkeye  + (In an uninterrupted, unemphatic unity of s
    In an uninterrupted, unemphatic unity of strength, the man standing before you could easily pass for someone a bit older just by his sculpted physique. He stands just under six feet and fills out every inch of that with corded muscle that is just subtle enough to be missed beneath more loose-fitting clothing. His build is compact, with no particular muscle group bulging or out-shining another. His dark brown hair is cut short and close to the scalp. Contrasting his darker hair his hazel eyes seem to shine against his naturally fair completion.
    ine against his naturally fair completion.)
  • Ahven Granger  + (In another life, Ahven might have been a n
    In another life, Ahven might have been a noted beauty. There's a smokey quality to her liquid dark eyes, thickly lashed and framed by dark brows. She has a gamine build, lissome and graceful, and the lush curve of her bowed lips is stained by the blush of youth. In this life, however, those delicate lips part for a hellion's grin, and her dark eyes are bright with challenge. There's startling power in her frame: strong calves, powerful thighs, and the kinds of arms and shoulders that have made challengers rethink their duels. She's nearly as quick on her feet as she is with her tongue, and this saves her from most of the troubles that her tongue earns her.
    of the troubles that her tongue earns her.)
  • Isabeau Valardin  + (In any romantic painting of heroes vanquis
    In any romantic painting of heroes vanquishing beasts of legend, you can find women just like Isabeau - bountiful curves, porcelain skin, and thick manes of golden curls that throw off an angelic corona when the light hits them just right. Her heart-shaped face is beyond sweet: delicate button nose, cherry bow of a mouth, and big round eyes framed by thick russet lashes. Her proportions could be used to teach a workshop, and her voice is a lovely contralto, smooth and soothing.
    s a lovely contralto, smooth and soothing.)
  • Isabeau Telmar  + (In any romantic painting of heroes vanquis
    In any romantic painting of heroes vanquishing beasts of legend, you can find women just like Isabeau - bountiful curves, porcelain skin, and thick manes of golden curls that throw off an angelic corona when the light hits them just right. Her heart-shaped face is beyond sweet: delicate button nose, cherry bow of a mouth, and big round eyes framed by thick russet lashes. Her proportions could be used to teach a workshop, and her voice is a lovely contralto, smooth and soothing.
    s a lovely contralto, smooth and soothing.)
  • Arcadia Leary  + (In form, Arcadia 'Cady' Leary is a slight-
    In form, Arcadia 'Cady' Leary is a slight-framed girl, a slender blonde with short, tousled hair and eyes of a bluish gray; but without the dynamism of motion, she leaves little impression. In life, she leaps eagerly from branch to branch; even in stillness, her weight balances on her toes, ready to spring into action at any moment. The flash of her dimpled smile, the quick gleam of her bright kohl-lined eyes, the infectiousness of her ready enthusiasm: these are the sparks that make her memorable.
    se are the sparks that make her memorable.)
  • Arcadia Stahlben  + (In form, Arcadia 'Cady' Leary is a slight-
    In form, Arcadia 'Cady' Leary is a slight-framed girl, a slender blonde with short, tousled hair and eyes of a bluish gray; but without the dynamism of motion, she leaves little impression. In life, she leaps eagerly from branch to branch; even in stillness, her weight balances on her toes, ready to spring into action at any moment. The flash of her dimpled smile, the quick gleam of her bright kohl-lined eyes, the infectiousness of her ready enthusiasm: these are the sparks that make her memorable.
    se are the sparks that make her memorable.)
  • Gael Crown  + (In him lie telltale signs of a once warrio
    In him lie telltale signs of a once warrior-made body, now fading and degrading with the languorous passage of time. Purely genetically gifted components make him broad of shoulder, his limbs down to their appendages thickened, and towards a burly predisposition. He's host to various scars here and there, some across his face; one across his jaw, the other opposite across the lips... but worse of all, like roots that spread from the low of one blackened and charred tree, scarified veins of black virulently rise out across his left cheek all seeking the center front of his face, but not quite reaching it. He's tall much like the members of his lineage, but far from the tallest. His height's deceivingly made shorter by an often slouching posture, it a lack of rigidity. His hair is long and dark and far-reaching, on jaw and scalp alike. Many muscles across his body, while somewhat hidden by the amassing of hairs, are atrophied and ache in their dispossession.
    atrophied and ache in their dispossession.)
  • Gael  + (In him lie telltale signs of a once warrio
    In him lie telltale signs of a once warrior-made body, now fading and degrading with the languorous passage of time. Purely genetically gifted components make him broad of shoulder, his limbs down to their appendages thickened, and towards a burly predisposition. He's host to various scars here and there, some across his face; one across his jaw, the other opposite across the lips... but worse of all, like roots that spread from the low of one blackened and charred tree, scarified veins of black virulently rise out across his left cheek all seeking the center front of his face, but not quite reaching it. He's tall much like the members of his lineage, but far from the tallest. His height's deceivingly made shorter by an often slouching posture, it a lack of rigidity. His hair is long and dark and far-reaching, on jaw and scalp alike. Many muscles across his body, while somewhat hidden by the amassing of hairs, are atrophied and ache in their dispossession.
    atrophied and ache in their dispossession.)
  • Donrai Thrax  + (In his youth, portraits were painted of Do
    In his youth, portraits were painted of Donrai Thrax frequently, as is expected for the handsome young scion of one of the five great houses. They all showed a strikingly handsome man, of smooth skin and sharp features, but not in one case did any of those portraits succeed in making the attractive man look truly welcoming. His deep blue eyes always looked just a touch too cold, and the thin, cruel line of his lips never threatening to turn into a smile, every portrait presented austere dignity with just a hint of menace. And that's precisely how the vain, old man prefers to be remembered now. Prince Donrai Thrax has not been seen without a mask in public in years. Concealed head to toe, typically in plate mail and carried in a litter due to his advanced age, the prince refuses to permit anyone to see the extent of his aged infirmity. But those deep blue eyes are still as cold as always.
    eep blue eyes are still as cold as always.)
  • Aerwan Valardin  + (In more than a cursory inspection, it woul
    In more than a cursory inspection, it would be obvious to most that Aerwan was not a career knight despite some degree of relative physical fitness. He bears neither the predatory grace nor the imposing stature that most seasoned warriors seem inclined to inherit, and his complexion lacks both the tanning or scarring common to one whose pursuits are most often made in the training yard. An almost perpetually unruly mop of raven black locks grows thick from his pate, a noisy framing of a rectangular visage comprised of squared jaw into a rounded chin, given breadth by wide lips and thick brows. Perhaps the most notable of his features would be vivid blue eyes, their exact hue seeming to shift depending on how light catches them.
    shift depending on how light catches them.)
  • Scylla Waters  + (In spending long stretches of time at sea,
    In spending long stretches of time at sea, Scylla's umber hair has become dull and unruly, chafed by dry, salty winds and exposure to the elements. It is nothing that a mirror and a brush can't remedy, though it would seem she owns neither. Years spent swabbing decks beneath the blistering sun have had their way with her fair skin, punctuated cheekbones and forehead dusted with numerous freckles and a permanent rosy flush. More often than not, the woman dons a wide-brimmed leather flop hat, though whether its purpose is to protect her face from further damage or conceal the prominent scar above her right eyebrow is anyone's guess. Some wounds cannot be so easily obfuscated no matter the choice in attire. Skin the consistency of melted wax stretches from the left side of her neck across the same shoulder, runs the length of her right arm to the wrist, and materializes in uneven, circular blemishes covering both lithe legs. Betimes, fingers idly agitate the raised tissue, as though the recurring touch can somehow rub the ugliness away. {w({nA cascade of umber tresses frame Scylla’s striking visage, brushed to a luster, the darker hues throwing alabaster skin into sharp relief.{w){n
    ing alabaster skin into sharp relief.{w){n)
  • Odile Nightgold  + (In the flicker of passing candlelight, Odi
    In the flicker of passing candlelight, Odile's rich locks are chased by a sheen of molten gold. It's the same color found in the night owl healer's sultry gaze. Mindful of the generous aspects of her figure in her mode of dress and movements, Odile is neither a strutting peacock nor a graceful little dove. She's a Mercy. And yes, that stain is probably blood.
    cy. And yes, that stain is probably blood.)
  • Kenrith Rylas  + (Initially, one might get the feel that the
    Initially, one might get the feel that there is nothing remarkable about Kenrith. His almost jet black hair is often messy and unkempt, despite being cut rather short. He has a slight slouch to his posture, furthermore his skin is a rather pallid and pale shade. However, upon closer inspection, he seems to have just a bit more to him than meets the eye. His facial features are soft in nature, his expression often displaying a warm, beaming smile, one that doesn't translate to simplicity or foolishness, but instead representing the ever-present optimism that radiates from Kenrith. He often stands in a welcoming and inviting position, greeting others with open arms. His body is slim, somewhat lithe.
    en arms. His body is slim, somewhat lithe.)
  • Yessica Wyrmguard  + (Ink black hair falls from crown to shoulde
    Ink black hair falls from crown to shoulders in a fall of loose curls that holds a wealth of bounce. Framing a pale, fair face, the contrast between skin and hair lends her an air of drama. Eyes the color of amber honey look out into the world, hungry to see and be seen. Her lips are full, quick to smile, her beauty is a delicate thing, an almost avian quality to her large eyes and narrow chin. She is slender in build with shoulders that are slightly broad, her arms corded with lean muscle.
    y broad, her arms corded with lean muscle.)
  • Dimitri Velenosa  + (Inky black hair hangs in loose waves to ab
    Inky black hair hangs in loose waves to about his chin, his sideburns stretching down along the pale skin of his face and then covering his jawline with a long, lush beard that is kept neatly combed and oiled. Dark brown eyes are bright and expressive, watchful and alert. While tall in nature, coming in at about six foot one, his stature is far from intimidating, for he's far more wiry then muscled and it's his hands that are his most distinguishing feature, with long and nimble fingers that would make some think 'artist' when they see them.
    ke some think 'artist' when they see them.)
  • Julea Sanguine  + (Inky black hair with a hint of reddish hig
    Inky black hair with a hint of reddish highlights spills from the crown of this slender womans head to just above the midway point of her back in uneven lengths. Her fringe falls from high on her head and cuts low and on an angle over her eyes, sharp and almost obscuring the stormy blue depths of her irises. Outlined in smudged black liner, and with long tangled black lashes, her eyes are intense and draw attention, consequently it would be easy to miss the rest of her face: high cheekbones adorned with a splattering of dun-coloured freckles and lips with a faint hint of colour. A relatively new scar crosses over Julea's right brow, just barely missing the eye and kissing the top of her right cheek before it fades. It is quite prominent, and is the only thing that mars her otherwise clear complexion.
    that mars her otherwise clear complexion.)
  • Insaya Bergere  + (Insaya does not immediately seize the atte
    Insaya does not immediately seize the attention for most people. She is gamine creature, barely rounded, with fair skin and wispy copper-colored hair, but nothing to write home about physically. Her gaze, though, is intense with brilliant, dark-flecked green eyes busy as long as they are open. Her expressive lips are prone to an occasional sideways hook that bespeaks a sly humor.
    l sideways hook that bespeaks a sly humor.)
  • Maris Maw  + (Intense orbs of vibrant violet boldly obse
    Intense orbs of vibrant violet boldly observe the world, presenting an immediate duality: striking eyes, a brilliant purple hue, like precious gems of amethyst nestled within the contours of a rougishly handsome face. Yet, a genetic anomaly that sets this young man apart in more ways than one. Countless scars have turned his smooth porcelain flesh into a twisted tapestry of life spent at war, blade in hand. Rips, gashes, cuts, gouges and dents decorate his battle hardened physique, each of them telling a story. His hair is a champagne blonde, well groomed and meticulously cared for, creating an air of vanity about the mercenary despite his dangerous exterior. Taller and thicker than most, he has an incredibly well developed musculature. Each limb is hard and completely striated, defined, ripped; musclebound but utilitarian, as he is still flexible and nimble like a feline.
    s still flexible and nimble like a feline.)
 (Intense orbs of vibrant violet boldly observe the world, presenting an i)
  • Jacali Crown  + (Intense; there's something that lurks beyo
    Intense; there's something that lurks beyond the surface of stark, pale green eyes that watch the world with such avid interest that it enters into the world of questionable intent. Large and bright, angled and almond in shape, outlined with dramatic kohl and topped with thick, dark lashes that shade them just so, standing out against the pristine palour of perfectly youthful skin. A splash of pale pink on small but full lips, a kiss of colour across high and wide cheeks. She's quick to smile, coyly and all, with an unmissable yet unplacable charm. Thick hair in haphazard bob, inky in hue, shining like satin, held in place by one of a myriad of hats at her disposal. Her jaw is angular, but her chin is round; a softness well placed, bringing a sort of gentleness to her fine-featured face. Her form is short, her limbs long; a healthy build, if not a particularly imposing one, stretching just barely past 5'1" in all her glory.
    ng just barely past 5'1" in all her glory.)
  • Jacali  + (Intense; there's something that lurks beyo
    Intense; there's something that lurks beyond the surface of stark, pale green eyes that watch the world with such avid interest that it enters into the world of questionable intent. Large and bright, angled and almond in shape, outlined with dramatic kohl and topped with thick, dark lashes that shade them just so, standing out against the pristine palour of perfectly youthful skin. A splash of pale pink on small but full lips, a kiss of colour across high and wide cheeks. She's quick to smile, coyly and all, with an unmissable yet unplacable charm. Thick hair in haphazard bob, inky in hue, shining like satin, held in place by one of a myriad of hats at her disposal. Her jaw is angular, but her chin is round; a softness well placed, bringing a sort of gentleness to her fine-featured face. Her form is short, her limbs long; a healthy build, if not a particularly imposing one, stretching just barely past 5'1" in all her glory.
    ng just barely past 5'1" in all her glory.)
  • Iovita Igniseri  + (Iovita is the kind of young woman who will
    Iovita is the kind of young woman who will be known as striking in a decade or two's time; alas, that those decades have not already settled themselves onto her sharp-featured face and angular frame. Her complexion is clear, dusky olive skin a warm compliment to the liquid-dark of her eyes, but even the dark, unruly tumble of riotous curls that falls to-mid back isn't enough to soften her. If an observer is of a charitable mind, she is merely unfinished, newly grown into height and length of limb; uncharitably, she is raw-boned and awkward, ineffectively faking her way to a grown-up sense of poise.
    king her way to a grown-up sense of poise.)
  • Ira Dedalin  + (Ira is a mess of gawky, lithe limbs and cu
    Ira is a mess of gawky, lithe limbs and curly, untameable hair. His arms are too long, making them perfect for grand sweeping gestures, or manipulating things in high places. His legs are longer, contributing to most of his six hand and a half-finger height, and are usually bent at the knee to provide an easy slouch when he walks. He's got a gaunt, long face with high, flat cheekbones that give him a rather austere appearance -- and one at the risk of looking sickly for malnutrition. This all leads up to those amber eyes; he has a gaze that's the color of a good evening whiskey. An unruly mop of dark brown curls rests on his head, and pours down to his shoulders. In the right light, his his hair turns a shade black, and it's always stuck up in different angles depending on the day he's had.
    rent angles depending on the day he's had.)
  • Iroh Keaton  + (Iroh is a young man whose features are bes
    Iroh is a young man whose features are best described as fair and beautiful. His raven hair is long and smooth, descending to just below his shoulders and his eyes are an intriguing mixture of blue and green in just the right quantities, which look upon the world with an intellectual and clever eye. He has high cheekbones but a chiseled jawline. His nose is not large or small, but just right to fit his face. His eyebrows are not bushy, but instead are more slim to help give a more refined presence. He currently sports no facial hair, but his lips are slim and slender rather than full, which gives him quite the canvas to express his emotions in full. Physically, Iroh is athletic and muscular, though he is not a large fellow by terms of this and possesses more of a slim-muscular build. He bears only a few scars from his many adventures and activities, but none of them appear to have been dangerous or threatening.
    ear to have been dangerous or threatening.)
  • Elpenor Ru-Taul  + (Is a tall man. He has long blond hair that
    Is a tall man. He has long blond hair that is a bright gold. He is covered in scars both from his past as a thrall and his work as a pirate. He is muscular from his work on a ship and from using longbow with a heavy draw that he uses to shoot long distance from ship to ship. He has a tattoo of a wolf head on his back that him and his crew all have as mark of service to the ship.
    all have as mark of service to the ship.)
  • Iseulet Seryn  + (Iseulet possesses an undeniable allure tha
    Iseulet possesses an undeniable allure that stands out in a sea of beauty, easily setting her apart. Her features are set on an exceptionally symmetrical face, though her eyes are probably her most striking feature - almondine in shape and cerulean of color, they sometimes shift toward stormy hues or limpid shades betraying her emotions long before her sweet mouth confesses them. The tiers of these lips are full and pillowy-soft, and her voice as honeyed as the words she utters; as clear as a bell and rarely harsh of tone. She is graceful and slender of limb and toned of physique, and not lacking in enticing, feminine curves. Her sun-kissed skin is smooth and practically flawless, glowing with health and youth and is only complimented by painstakingly groomed golden blonde tresses that cascade down her back in a smooth, silken river well past her hips.
    a smooth, silken river well past her hips.)
  • Ishmael Gilden  + (Ishmael has an intelligent look about his
    Ishmael has an intelligent look about his face. He is always aware of the conversations and subtle manipulations that seem to go on around him. His skin is dark, showing that he is from the far south of the Arvum continent and well adapted to life there. His hair is cut close to his head to keep out of the way. He is well put together, though not physically strong since it is obvious that he is more accostomed to work indoors then anything physical
    med to work indoors then anything physical)
  • Trevor Helianthus  + (Isles men are known for their rigorous att
    Isles men are known for their rigorous attention to how they're perceived and Trevor Helianthus is no different. With a chiseled jawline, sparkling blue eyes and a warrior's frame, one can see what draws people in. Fastidious with his grooming and presentation, his soft blonde hair is well-kempt and his attire consistently fits the occasion and is suited to a man of his esteemed rank.
    d is suited to a man of his esteemed rank.)
  • Lark Grayson  + (It might be said that Lark walks with her
    It might be said that Lark walks with her nose held high in the air but it's worth noting that somebody so short must be in frequent need of looking up! Her hair is the color of hay and is most often kept short or if allowed to grow, braided up and out of the way. Her eyes are large, ominously dark, and indicative of a great many thoughts and feelings that go unspoken. Her countenance, a trait for which she is best remembered, is a near-constant display of steely reservation. Her sense of fashion is humble and generally unremarkable but always appropriate for her station.
    le but always appropriate for her station.)
  • Benjamin Carver  + (It might be the self-satisfied smile that
    It might be the self-satisfied smile that his face finds at rest that draws attention first, or it might be the bright expressiveness of his amber eyes under the bold dark strokes of his brow and the way they seem to hold the world in such alert fascination. He has a fair complexion, well kept and shaved smooth to the skin. His hair, a dark shade of brown, is kept tidy and trimmed only to then allow it to do whatever the devil it feels like. He is built on a light frame, slender and not overly tall, with a comfortable finesse and fluidity to his movements.
    ble finesse and fluidity to his movements.)
  • Brigid Moore  + (It was hard to miss the tall, lean figure
    It was hard to miss the tall, lean figure of Lady Moore as she was a striking vision in knee high boots and clothing littered in horse or hound hair. Statuesque, the comely curvature of form was hard worked and the muscle evident throughout was a testament to lack of idleness. Skin that perhaps should have been touched by the sun given her times out of doors was a luminous ivory, hands were met with various callouses as long graceful fingers often held knicks or scars. The color atop head was a river rock sable, where light striking through highlighted soft copper tones. Being a woman of few words, most could perhaps recall the tempestuous blue of eyes holding a serenity in the swirling stormy mixture, thickly lashed to conceal many a thing that had not the right to settle on her tongue. A handsome face, liquid lines of good breeding and with a lush mouth given to the rare winsome smile complete the physical aesthetics of the Horsewoman.
    the physical aesthetics of the Horsewoman.)
  • Brigid Inverno  + (It was hard to miss the tall, lean figure
    It was hard to miss the tall, lean figure of Lady Moore as she was a striking vision in knee high boots and clothing littered in horse or hound hair. Statuesque, the comely curvature of form was hard worked and the muscle evident throughout was a testament to lack of idleness. Skin that perhaps should have been touched by the sun given her times out of doors was a luminous ivory, hands were met with various callouses as long graceful fingers often held knicks or scars. The color atop head was a river rock sable, where light striking through highlighted soft copper tones. Being a woman of few words, most could perhaps recall the tempestuous blue of eyes holding a serenity in the swirling stormy mixture, thickly lashed to conceal many a thing that had not the right to settle on her tongue. A handsome face, liquid lines of good breeding and with a lush mouth given to the rare winsome smile complete the physical aesthetics of the Horsewoman.
    the physical aesthetics of the Horsewoman.)
  • Wren Lavere  + (It would be easy to spot Wren in a crowd -
    It would be easy to spot Wren in a crowd - crowned with a thick tumble of not-too-curly auburn hair, it falls to her waist when left loose and free. When she wears it up, those curls tend to rebel against such taming in the form of wispy ringlets left to brush her cheeks and neck. That hair is the perfect frame for a creamy fair face set with thin brows that arch gracefully over gray-blue eyes fringed with black lashes. Her mouth, while small and thin-lipped is prone to too-generous smiles, and rests beneath a nose that isn't too broad with just the slightest bend. Statuesque and long-limbed, Wren is fearless with her fashion choices but uses that fearlessness to emphasize and highlight an earthy beauty.
    emphasize and highlight an earthy beauty.)
  • Baldessare Velenosa  + (It's body language that creates Baldessare
    It's body language that creates Baldessare's strong impression. He carries himself with driven confidence. His low voice is bold and resonant. His eyes are intensely dark, framed by absurdly long lashes beneath the thickness of well-defined eyebrows. His lips are more full than thin, mobile in the midst of the strong lines of nose and jaw. His skin is a dusky olive brown. He frequently keeps a neat, dark beard. The sculpt of his features could be the cast of a soldier's statue, but his face is too lively, his expression rarely still. Tall and lean, he looks like a swordsman, built on muscular lines that match the strength of his long fingers.
    at match the strength of his long fingers.)
  • Benedetto Velenosa  + (It's body language that creates Benedetto'
    It's body language that creates Benedetto's dramatic impression. He carries himself with casual insouciance. His low voice is rich with laughter and invitation. His eyes are a liquid dark, framed by absurdly long lashes beneath the thickness of well-defined eyebrows. His lips are more full than thin, mobile in the midst of the strong lines of nose and jaw. His skin is a dusky olive-brown. He tends towards clean shaves. The sculpt of his features could be the cast of a pretty statue, but his face is too lively, his expression rarely still. Tall and slim, he looks like a dancer, built on agile lines that match the delicacy of his long fingers.
    at match the delicacy of his long fingers.)
  • Atherton Galeren  + (It's clear that the man before you has see
    It's clear that the man before you has seen his fair share of violence. Dark red hair well-streaked with gray is tousled over his head, long to nearly his shoulders and cut jaggedly. His face wavers between stubble and a very short beard, depending on the day. His skin is tan and leathery, hands as calloused as a poor farmer's. Scars abound in numerous places but none of them vital; he still has both hardened hazel eyes that tend to squint and furrow as a natural state of rest.
    int and furrow as a natural state of rest.)
  • Serena Zaffria  + (It's cliche, but big things do come in sma
    It's cliche, but big things do come in small packages many times. Serena's 5'3" of heigh is belied by an inner energy that radiates out with expressive facial features that are only highlighted by her round cheeks and wide, dark eyes. When she moves it's with energy, never a laconic motion but always with a purpose and speed that stops short of being frantic. Her build is more curvy than athletic, closer to the proprotions used by clasic painters than modern. And it's all wrapped in a dark brown skin. Her blak hair is waist length and frequently used as a playground for art itself, be it a particular arrangement of haircombs and braids or a place to stick some newly plucked blosoms in some tasteful arrangement.
    cked blosoms in some tasteful arrangement.)
  • Brady Grayhope  + (It's hard to stay mad at that face, you kn
    It's hard to stay mad at that face, you know? Melting brown eyes, lips a soft pout, an impossible sweetness summoned up with the flash of his teeth -- there's a shade of the long vanished cherub in the fullness of his cheeks, in the high sweep of his eyebrows. His hair is the burnished reddish richness of polished wood, but in texture a thick, luxuriant fluff, falling in loose waves inclined to rumple. There's a reedy height to him, limbs a little overlong and matched to the leanness of his frame and the youthful innocence of his features, that lends him more of that young, unfinished look. Adulthood has surely set in, and he sometimes cultivates it by flirting with a downy mustache or beard, but there's just something about his looks that makes it hard to translate youthful scoundrel shenanigans into anything more dire.
    ndrel shenanigans into anything more dire.)
  • Brigida Fidante  + (It's hard to tell where the blonde in Brig
    It's hard to tell where the blonde in Brigida's hair ends and the white begins. She keeps it short, a round, shapely cut that fluffs little around her head like the aureole of a silvery dandelion when she does not comb it back. Her eyes are a deep green, leafy, that sometimes shows a tiny gold fleck, like sunlight dappling through the forest. What was once a rubenesque youth and beauty is now a soft rounding of age, etched with minimal lines but cast in deep grooves that highlight the strength of her cheekbones. Her nose is slightly broad, slightly flattened. Her eyebrows are a darker blond arch over her vivid eyes. She might have once been taller, but now stands rounded and small and with immense gravitas, sometimes carrying a stick.
    ense gravitas, sometimes carrying a stick.)
  • Volcica Stahlben  + (It's no surprise that a Stahlben might hav
    It's no surprise that a Stahlben might have skin white as freshfallen snow. The sun is typically weaker in the north, and not all are called to spend a lot of time in it. The moonlike palor of her skin contrasts sharply with dark hair, falling like molten chocolate down her back with just the barest hint of a wave. Her eyes seem bottomless, pits of fresh-turned earth or thick, black coffee. She's tall for a woman of Arvum, with a little more meat on her bones than some might like. There's also something vaguely.. -off- about her. Every now and again her gaze shifts as if she's looking at something no one else can see.
    looking at something no one else can see.)
  • Cerys Velenosa  + (Its strange to see that steel shade of hai
    Its strange to see that steel shade of hair on one still in their twenties; falling in long, straight and thick waves around a sculpted dichotomy of a face. Delicate and angular in shape, with long lines and a pointed chin, strong features make up for the feminine build of the shape. A wide forehead rests over thick black brows angling cleanly up and over upturned eyes of an unusual shade nearly alaricite in color. Nose a bit large for her face, it is straight with a snubbed tip, over a wide mouth. A thin upper lip with a sharp cupid's bow tops a thicker lower lip, one corner perpetually turned slightly up; the result of a small but nasty-looking scar that tugs on the mouth, giving her a perpetual smirk. On the tall side, perhaps five foot ten or eleven, her build is strong and athletic, leaning more towards the build of a swimmer or runner and the ready stance of a born fighter.
    er and the ready stance of a born fighter.)
  • Jace Redreef  + (Jace Redreef looks like a man who has spen
    Jace Redreef looks like a man who has spent a good amount of time outdoors. Tall, without an ounce of fat on him, he has the typical broad-shouldered frame of a man who has been athletic instead of indolent. His handsome face is blessed with a strong jawline, and and abundance of laugh lines at his mouth and eye make him look "rugged" more than "old." His black hair is long, curling against the collar of his coats and shirts, often falling over his eye when he isn't paying attention. He only has the one blue-gray eye. His right eye seems to have fled him, and to cover its absence, he wears a leather eyepatch whose purpose is to be functional and protective rather than stylish.
    tional and protective rather than stylish.)
  • Jadara Platinum  + (Jadara cuts an impressive figure not only
    Jadara cuts an impressive figure not only in the physical sense, but in how she projects her presence more intensely than a five foot five woman should be able to. Her molten colored irises possessed of a spark of flame behind them, brilliant and fierced, even when under control and their shape lack the epicanthic fold that is common to those outside of Jadairal. Her face is wide, sweeping high cheekbones and elegantly shaped full lips with a delicate nose and the tapered ears of the elves. The graceful and long-limbed beauty has dramatically long hair that reaches down to her waist; lustrous and straight in ways that make it obvious she brushes it religiously. Although she is attractive and exotic looking in her own right, it is in the way she narrows her eyes or arches a brow that Jadara commands attention, and in doing so the Undying transcends her beauty and defines herself by actions, more than looks. Were she to reveal it there is a birthmark, or perhaps white ink tattoo, on her stomach in the shape of a whorl that draws the eye.
    n the shape of a whorl that draws the eye.)
  • Jael Laurent  + (Jael's features are a little too fine, a l
    Jael's features are a little too fine, a little too sharp. The strength of her jaw suggests determination and will. The black eyebrows are sharply defined over her eyes, blue and clear and often glittering with wit and focus. Slim but wiry, her grace is that of a frequent rider and archer. Her lips are thin, her mouth often set hard. Her rare smiles light her face with a candle's warmth, flickering and warm. Her hair is long; loose, it cascades to the blades of her shoulders in a shimmering cloud of midnight black, but most often it is kept braided elaborately into crowns or twists of hair, swept back and up away from the planes and angles of her face.
    ay from the planes and angles of her face.)