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  • "An average height somewhat bulky man in h
    "An average height somewhat bulky man in his mid thirties, with dark tan skin and slightly above average complexion. He is usually frowning because most of the time he's bored out of his mind. He's not very bulky, but has very little fat in his body. He has medium hair parted in the middle and slicked back, he also has a scruffy beard. He has a unkempt look to him that doesn't fit all that badly.
    ok to him that doesn't fit all that badly.  +
  • "She's got her father's eyes." Lilia's gre
    "She's got her father's eyes." Lilia's grey gaze is every bit as steely as Arn's, it's true. Unlike her grizzled old father however, she wins hearts with every bat of her sweetly curling lashes. Her features are classically pretty, as if painted on by a master of the craft, with bow shaped lips and a feminine jawline. Her figure is slight, graced with eye-catching curves, and she moves with an absolute certainty that eyes are riveted on her, as they should be. Her voice is effervescent, and her hands move along with her words, making her quite the lively, impassioned speaker.
    her quite the lively, impassioned speaker.  +
  • "The Southern Star in cold North Rises." S
    "The Southern Star in cold North Rises." So spoke the immortal Redrain bard of Princess Valencia Redrain nee Velanosa. In a world of flaming redheads, fair skin, ice and snow, her dark skin and jet black hair makes her stand out, even before the inspirational beauty that sends hearts a flutter. A sweet shaped face, framed by her thick ebon locks always seems alight with joy, mischief, ferocity, intrigue, and any combination of these. Her lush lips curl into gentle expressions, toying with the mind and heart. Her frame is all ample curves and sultry swagger, moving with a grace that accentuates just what she needs to and when. Her voice is often husk mixed with melody, a pleasant sound to the ear that somehow makes the brain disengage from its rightfully necessary defenses against her charm.
    ully necessary defenses against her charm.  +
  • %T Imposing isn't really a word one would
    %T Imposing isn't really a word one would use to describe the figure before you. Lithe, scrawny, and still bearing the features of a child, the Knight-Aspirant Lissa looks more akin to a noble's sickly teenage daughter than the figure they aspire to be. Lengthy, tangled brunette hair is usually tied back with a length of fraying string, the occasional lock falling loose to frame the woman's soft, fair features. Gold-speckled green eyes peer out warily from plucked thin brunette brows, the bridge of her nose that separates the pair appearing just slightly crooked in its length. Her thin lips are near-constantly pursed into a line, leaving the impression of a ponderous nature, or perhaps just a sour meal just wearing off. %T Whatever clothes she wears, they hardly fit her form, usually appearing loose or frumpy on her slim frame, her lack of chest doing little to aid her. The collar of her attire is usual kept upturned, an effort being put forth to veil the majority of her spindly neck.
    to veil the majority of her spindly neck.  +
  • %TA delicate flower. A fragile gem. An apt
    %TA delicate flower. A fragile gem. An apt description for the woman, in form and figure. Lush, tonal green eyes, darkly lashed, accented by perfectly arched brows illuminate her face, set above a puckish nose. Full, sweetly curved cupid's bow lips in a naturally rosey tone add a sensuality to her face, offsetting high cheekbones and a slender chin. Her skin is all peaches and cream, darkened by a peppering of freckles splashed over her skin. Her hair is a brilliant sun-kissed red, shot through with hints of sunset orange and gold, framing her face in the playful wisps, and falling down to the small of her back.
    and falling down to the small of her back.  +
  • %TCatching first sight of the flaxen haire
    %TCatching first sight of the flaxen haired woman before you, has very striking green eyes,.. those eyes, so captivating, yet perhaps only equaled to that smile of hers. Her hair frames her fair features long and waterfalling with ribbons dancing within her locks. Her figure, hour glassed and slender. But there is something beyond pretty says she is dangerous.
    thing beyond pretty says she is dangerous.  +
  • %TEverything about Sheena speaks of demure
    %TEverything about Sheena speaks of demure innocence. There is no mistaking her as anything but a child of the mourning Isles. She has been blessed with an hourglass figure with legs that go on for days. Her skin has a natural sun kissed look, undoubtedly from years of sun. The raven black and curly tresses of hair fall in a heavy sheet to just passed her well rounded backside. When looking at her face it would fall into the stereotypical 'classic beauty' with the aristocratic feel to her features. However, signs of a hard life do show in her ocean blue eyes and upon her curvy figure. Subtle kinks of calluses mar her hands and feet and traces of scars touch her back. When she speaks her voice is always soft, even when angry and the way she carries herself reminds of a deer on the cusp of fleeing.
    reminds of a deer on the cusp of fleeing.  +
  • %THe's of the usual male Valardin stock, w
    %THe's of the usual male Valardin stock, which is to say Edwyn is tall, broad-shouldered, fit, fair of face, and hence easy on the eyes but fairly nondescript besides. There's little scarring to be found on his fair skin, but his stride and manner is lively when demanded - rarely does his gaze seem to truly light up with enthusiasm, however. He does care enough to keep the clean, angled lines of his face free of facial hair.
    led lines of his face free of facial hair.  +
  • %TMarcos is tall, just a few inches over s
    %TMarcos is tall, just a few inches over six feet, and has a build of a young hard working farm hand. Muscle put on by countless hours of physical labor give him broad shoulders and caloused hands. Those hands oversized and thick. Hair the color of dark honey in shadows set off bright blue eyes. A few weeks worth of beard resides apon his chin.
    eeks worth of beard resides apon his chin.  +
  • %TSomber is the dark gaze of a young woman
    %TSomber is the dark gaze of a young woman no older than eighteen years. Her caramel brown eyes seem haunted, distant and weary, yet in rare moments show a spark of life and hope. Freckles dance over the cheeks and across bridge of this young woman's nose, and her oval face is framed by wavy locks of the shimmering copper. Her nose is petit, lips full and her small chin slightly dimpled. Becka looks as if she must live on the street, for her face is at times dirty, and her clothing looks as if it could use a good wash. The pale blue dress hanging from her lithe frame could possibly be the only dress the girl owns.
    possibly be the only dress the girl owns.  +
  • %TStanding approximately six feet and thre
    %TStanding approximately six feet and three inches tall, Alberic is an individual defined by duality. Though his soft features make him appear easy-going and approachable, he has spent his life in between the commoners and the nobility of the realm. He is often stoic, especially around people of importance, though a smile can break through around those who know him. His clear blue eyes are careful and searching, always studying what is before him in detail. His skin is pale, despite a muscular and dextrous build shaped by years in Naval Service. %TWhat Alberic happens to be wearing depends entirely on his company. Most often he is found in uniform, proudly kept and maintained. It isn't unlikely for him to be found wearing attire suitable enough to be seen in at Court, awaiting an audience to report on his responsibilities or duties, but he is just that: an Admiral reporting to Lords and Ladies.
    an Admiral reporting to Lords and Ladies.  +
  • %TWith a lush, full head of smoke-grey hai
    %TWith a lush, full head of smoke-grey hair and a rich beard, Manox looks like most people's kindly elder relative. His visible disposition is somewhere between friendly and mysterious, his mannerisms a touch on the quirky side; a subtle twitch here, a genial laugh from nowhere there, a cough without obvious sign in between. He stands somewhere above six feet, looming over many, with broad, full shoulders. His wardrobe runs to the functional, given his obvious occupation as an apothecary, with his robe truncated at the midthigh region, a wide belt keeping it separated from his pants, which have several large patches, yet not for repair purposes; if anything, they look as if they have either coins or something similarly sized and shaped sealed inside of them - it probably makes sense to apothecaries, perhaps.
    ably makes sense to apothecaries, perhaps.  +
  • 'Sila is swarthy skinned in the summers an
    'Sila is swarthy skinned in the summers and pale of skin during winter. She is statuesque yet filled out in delightful proportions, her body is well toned and the muscles beneath are lean and subtle. Voluminous chocolate curls cascade down around her shoulders, wafting the delicate aroma of honeysuckle. Almond shaped eyes the color of clear blue water sit above high cheek bones and flit to and fro, demonstrative of her keen perceptions and constant ability to notice the little things. White ink tattoos of prodigal make adorn her body with various arcane symbols and names in the flowing Eurusi script. Her ears are pierced many times and she often wears earcuffs, dangerous looking accessories and practical but alluring attire to accentuate her sharp, predatory beauty.
    to accentuate her sharp, predatory beauty.  +
  • (he/they) Dalsam is a short person with wa
    (he/they) Dalsam is a short person with warm, medium brown skin. They have dark brown eyes and a wiry build. Their black hair is thick and curly, and they wear it long and in a ponytail. His voice is low and pleasant, and he tends to speak rather softly. He walks with a slight limp. He has long, deft fingers, often inkstained. Altogether, though, their appearance isn't especially unusual; they prefer to go unnoticed in a crowd.
    l; they prefer to go unnoticed in a crowd.  +
  • A bear of a man, young and robust with a light brown mixture of intricate braids and loose hair that billows around his shoulders.  +
  • A bear, that best describes this massive m
    A bear, that best describes this massive man. Looking at Ansgar, he appears to be a man on the softening side of a strong body. He is still straight-backed and has heavy powerful arms and shoulders, but a thick waist and slow moving joints show his prime is good and gone. Thick black hair covers Ansgar from head to heel, the hair atop his head has gone more silver than black in the last 10 years, his mustache is still as black as it ever was, but his beard is as white as the driven snow. Hair pops out from the neckline of his shirt and around his wrist if he's not wearing gauntlets. Ansgar's gold-specked green eyes look more youthful than what his body shows, as if his mind feels like it were still 20, even if his body screams 60.
    ere still 20, even if his body screams 60.  +
  • A beast of a man stands tall and well-buil
    A beast of a man stands tall and well-built. His bronzed skin speaks of his days spent under the southern sun, as well as the hours dedicated to his task at the forge. His callused and slightly burnt hands echo such a tale. His dark brown hair is often pulled back into a ponytail. His face is framed by a thick but well-tended beard.
    s framed by a thick but well-tended beard.  +
  • A big man and not just in height though he
    A big man and not just in height though he reaches 6'2" when standing barefoot. He is broad of shoulder and chest, thick with muscle, and that muscle is scarred in a multitude of places from many battles and fights. His skin is the deep gold of pale skin bronzed by the sun though each scar is white making them stand out all the more. Once past the massive size of the man and the scars there is everything else. Long dark black hair is often pulled back into a severe ponytail or braid, but when allowed to flow loose has soft curls down past his shoulders in a thick mane. Pale blue eyes are steely hard set framed by high angular cheekbones made sharper by the dark trimmed beard he wears. His jaw is often set with a determination that shows a flex of his jaw beneath that beard as well. A broad proud nose centers his face resting above thin lips.
    centers his face resting above thin lips.  +
  • A bit rough around the edges, this fellow
    A bit rough around the edges, this fellow looks weathered by both the sun and more than one tavern brawl. Faint scarring mars his face beneath and beside one eye, evidence of a knife wound, and small pale marks on his fingers are evidence of burns suffered in the past. For that, his face has a certain pleasing angularity, a firm-jawed countenance marked by bright green eyes. His hair falls near to shoulder length, glossy, night-dark black. Around six feet in height and broad through the shoulders, he boasts a sinewy muscularity that lends the impression of a man well used to labor.
    he impression of a man well used to labor.  +
  • A blend green, gray, and hazel create a st
    A blend green, gray, and hazel create a striking muddied-green color, like the water of a desert riverway held back by almond-shaped banks of her eyes. Narrow upticks of eyebrows further encouraging the focus on those eyes, drawing some of the attention away from a slightly long nose. Her bow-shaped lips are frequently painted in some form of pink. There's a delicate look to the lines of cheek and jaw, something refined and noble about them. All of this is made more obvious with the frequentness with which she wears her hair back in some intricate set of braids. Jasra is a tall figure at 5'11" and lithe of build save for the accent of a woman's curves.
    d save for the accent of a woman's curves.  +