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  • Erasmus is a tall man with an expressive,
    Erasmus is a tall man with an expressive, lived in face and longish pepper hair salted with age. Not that he's old, by any means - his blue eyes are vigorous bright and his carriage still straight and snapping when he's about his business (though he tends more to lanky lounging than looming when he is not).
    nky lounging than looming when he is not).  +
  • Eshken stands 6'2" with a rather lithe bui
    Eshken stands 6'2" with a rather lithe build. While he's not without muscle or definition he's also clearly not an athletic man or a warrior. He has the frame of an academic. His dark hair curls tightly and is often kept slightly long and held back with a leather band. Dark golden-hazel eyes rest underneath thick black eyebrows. His skin is a dark bronze that glows with health.
    n is a dark bronze that glows with health.  +
  • Eshra is a river ravashari with dusky skin
    Eshra is a river ravashari with dusky skin from living outdoors. Her soulful mocha eyes are windows to her thoughts and feelings. Her long chestnut hair curls with a mind of its own. Her proud nose sits over full pink lips that hint at a smile when she is amused. Her voice is clear with command as Voice to her people. She walks in confident strides no matter what the situation demands.
    ides no matter what the situation demands.  +
  • Eskander is a bright young man, apparently
    Eskander is a bright young man, apparently in his mid-twenties, with olive-toned skin and an easy smile. In fact, he's often smiling - whether out of politness or because he's genuinely happy to be where he is. His eyes are a striking green color and have an alert glint to them that seems to imply he's watching everything that goes on around him. He seems relatively physically fit, although he's certainly doesn't have the appearance fighter or sellsword - he's done labor and probably walks everywhere, but a sword-swinger he is not. His hair is a dark reddish-brown and typically kept cut a bit on the long side, falling just to the nape of his neck and left either loose or bound back out of the way if needed. He maintains a carefully groomed and well-cared for beard and mustache, styled short and cut close to the face. His movements are confident, his back straight, and he seems to want to be noticed when he steps into the room.
    to be noticed when he steps into the room.  +
  • Ethereal would be an apt adjective to desc
    Ethereal would be an apt adjective to describe the young Wyrmguard scholar. Often mistaken as a potential twin to her cousin Damon, Bianca maintains a certain sort of irrefutable beauty not often found beyond ancient fairytales of Arx. Shock white hair, sylph-like stature and crystalline gaze all command attention when the woman enters a room.
    nd attention when the woman enters a room.  +
  • Evaristo is a rogue and a scoundrel person
    Evaristo is a rogue and a scoundrel personified. The stubble gracing his angular chin is perpetual and the mop of black hair on top of his head is kept in a state of disarray in spite of any attempts to comb it - though one may suspect he doesn't even try. His violet eyes gleam with mischief beneath a pair of thick brows and his thin lips are usually tugged into a mischievous smirk. He is not an unattractive man, but one can tell he is liable to grate on the nerves of many, even from a distance. He's tall and fit without being bulky and has a penchant for lazy strolling.
    lky and has a penchant for lazy strolling.  +
  • Evelin is the picture of airy, sultry beau
    Evelin is the picture of airy, sultry beauty, her personality shining through to make her dazzle. Her curly pale blonde hair has been cut into a full, puffy vintage bob, unusually short for women of the compact. It falls in full, thick waves around her head, framing a delicate face of classical beauty. Large light grey eyes peer out from beneath thick, dark lashes, and if one looks close they'll be surprised to find shades of lavender around her iris, seeping out into the grey. Her nose is dainty, her brows perfectly arched, and her full lips are always painted in a glossy paint, her pale cheeks tinted with light rouge. The bears a small beauty mark on her left cheekbone beneath her eye. Her skin is milky smooth and unblemished, figure toned but blessed with ample feminine curves and a thin waistline, giving her an hourglass figure. A figure she must strive to maintain. Her form boasts a quick agility, one that's come from years of performing and looking out for herself. She moves with astounding grace, catlike and well oiled, and she struts more than walks, like a delicate but proud bird. Her dimple-forming smiles are radiant and frequent, and her is voice warm and musical, filled with laughter. But that warm smile can just as quickly turn wicked and sultry, lifting at one corner.
    wicked and sultry, lifting at one corner.  +
  • Even at a glance it is easy to discern Eni
    Even at a glance it is easy to discern Enid is a woman of the North. Lean, but muscled, she depicts a fearsome figure with a mane of coarse platinum hair knotted & braided adding to a more typical display of a Prodigal of the mountains. Ice blue irises offer her a rather piercing gaze set deeply in the frame of oddly dark lashes and brow line. Her skin tells the tale of exposure to the outdoors, calluses running the expanse of slender fingers. {w({nEnid's hair is a wild tangle per usual, though today a few braids are used to tame the white mane back and away from her face and knotted amidst various feathers and trinkets. She also wears her customary face paint: a thick strip of deep blue across her eyes giving a mask like appearance, a coat across her upper lip and a thumbprint in the center of her lower lip.{w){n
    print in the center of her lower lip.{w){n  +
  • Even hunched this man stands a few inches
    Even hunched this man stands a few inches over six feet. Called the 'Duke of Limbs' throughout his youth for his lanky, ungainly appendages, his size is in stark contrast to his mettle. The emaciated and scarred quality of his flesh tells the story of a hard life better then any tapestry could. One of these injuries was so vicious it left one of his eyes milky and took a piece of his upper lip. Altogether a wretched looking creature, it looks as if someone has recently begun to take pity on him. Well groomed and with a freshly dyed head of hair, perhaps his luck has recently changed.
    ir, perhaps his luck has recently changed.  +
  • Even in the way she carries herself, Zaina
    Even in the way she carries herself, Zaina seems from a different world altogether. She moves as if prowling, always positioning herself at the edge of a room. Her grace is precise, with sharp, defined gestures, rather than the fluid motions common to most people of Arvum. Her dusky skin and smokey complexion stand out in a crowd, but it is her strikingly vibrant brown eyes, tinted with a hint of red, that truly mark her as exotic. In the right light, they almost seem to blaze with fire, making her expressions of rage something fearsome to behold. Her frame is slender, with subtle, feminine curves, though they are usually hidden by her manner of dress.
    are usually hidden by her manner of dress.  +
  • Even when he was a younger man, Armel woul
    Even when he was a younger man, Armel would have been hard-pressed to be called 'handsome', wide of face and with a lantern jaw, he was more the sort one would be worried would ram a sword in your gut for your purse in appearance. And a life of hardship and violence have not changed his looks for the better. With long hair that flows freely in chestnut-colored locks to frame his bull-dog face, his most notable feature is the vicious scars that cover most of the right side of his face. He has suffered from a rather horrible assault in the past, and his skin is mottled and raised and marred with an unsightly scarring from temple to jawbone and with one ear barely more than a nub on that side. The rest of him, from his chocolate-brown eyes to his bronzed, weathered skin (on the rest of him), holds a somewhat straight-backed bearing, strong and powerful and almost as broad as he is tall, with the thick legs and muscled back of a man who travels long and fights hard when he gets there.
    s long and fights hard when he gets there.  +
  • Everything about Maja exudes warmth: the h
    Everything about Maja exudes warmth: the honeyed tone of her voice, her soothing charm and her winsome looks all come together to project an air of approachability. She's a slender wisp of a thing imbued with effortless grace; her movements are nimble and feather-light. Her wide smiles can feel like coming home and her touch a comfort -- they, coupled with her button nose and spray of tumultuous curls, lend her a disarming cuteness that plays against her sharper aspects. For despite the refinement of her appearance, her accent is common and her bird-like build is more the consequence of a life spent just-getting-by than the gift of natural genetics.
    ting-by than the gift of natural genetics.  +
  • Everything about this man exudes charm: th
    Everything about this man exudes charm: the entrancing tone of his voice, the swagger of his steps and an evident devil-may-care attitude all collide to make him almost an irresistible conversation partner. His frame is athletic with lean muscle prepared to push him beyond his normal languid pace. His smile is perfectly white, painfully so and with a mischevious angle that is coupled by refined smooth facial features sometimes obscured from view by lost golden locks. His bright blue eyes play games with whatever they may settle on.
    ay games with whatever they may settle on.  +
  • Everything about this woman, from the coy
    Everything about this woman, from the coy lift of her dark, thicker eyebrows to the fullness of her lips speaks of an intelligence lying in wait behind her cobalt eyes. High, noble cheekbones with a hint of ever-present natural blush are coupled with a regal forehead and smooth nose and a chin that never seems to lower. Her hair is dark and thick, a mane of tousled black waves that frames her face and almost gleams blue in the right light. She carries her willowy frame with sophisticated grace, her slender build a testament to the more bookish hours of her life or perhaps more than one night spent hungry on the road.
    e than one night spent hungry on the road.  +
  • Ewen is a slender man of middling height w
    Ewen is a slender man of middling height with deep-set eyes that blink infrequently and gaze intensely from a round, soft-featured face. He is typically composed, his posture straight and shoulders relaxed, but he has a sometimes unsettling habit of staring overlong at anyone or anything that interests him, almost in an accusatory fashion. When contemplative, he stares instead into the middle distance, and in those less intense moments his otherwise inscrutable features seem kindly. His clothing is high-quality but old and a bit behind the trends, dark and fairly formal, and the material is scuffed from wear but well-tended. His speech belies his eyes' intensity: he is polite, almost never raises his voice, and often pauses to choose his words carefully and deliberately, especially when asking a sensitive question.
    pecially when asking a sensitive question.  +
  • Existing in the sort of ageless limbo that
    Existing in the sort of ageless limbo that could be late twenties or early thirties, this man is possessed of several fine and serviceable features rendered attractive and compelling by the personality that infuses them. His face is a touch long and narrow, and the harmoniously vertical flow of its planes towards his close-goateed chin is broken by expressive eyebrows and the wide slash of his bright grin or unamused frown. Rangy-tall, not overly muscular, he nonetheless moves with an unrestrained and lively energy.
    es with an unrestrained and lively energy.  +
  • Expressive and animated, the first thing m
    Expressive and animated, the first thing most notice about Renato Black is the force of his personality. It radiates so strongly from him that it is infectious and hard to resist. Black hair is loosely curled, worn in a flowing mane that hangs almost to the middle of his back, and his bangs often get in his face and eyes. Golden-bronze skin acts as the canvas for his handsome features: High forehead, straight brow, dark amber eyes that are tilted slightly downwards, and a proud straight nose centers his face. A strong jaw with a rounded chin frames full, wide, and expressive lips. Taller than average his strength is displayed in tight corded muscles, lean and athletic instead of broad and thick. His posture is always perfect with his head held high and his back arched to throw his shoulders back in challenge to the world. There is a sense of incredible grace about his every motion that makes each movement almost hypnotizing in a way.
    each movement almost hypnotizing in a way.  +
  • Expressive dark brown eyes stare out from
    Expressive dark brown eyes stare out from beneath a strong brow, set in a face framed by a wave of medium-length sable brown hair that falls just long enough to get in his eyes if not kept swept back out of the way. Looking to be in his early to mid thirties, the man possesses a short beard and mustache that add a welcome contrast to strong and defined features, while lips curve naturally upward, giving him the appearance of a constant smirk. Gifted with a strong, athletic build, his broad shoulders and long and muscular limbs are toned in a manner that belies an active and physically demanding lifestyle. He moves with a relaxed and seemingly carefree gait, hinting at an agile ease that allows him to be ready to act at moments notice.
    him to be ready to act at moments notice.  +
  • Eyes of a deep, dark blue contrast against
    Eyes of a deep, dark blue contrast against the porcelain pale of her skin and the wealth of her deep copper hair. She's a slip of a thing, with a quiet, lovely presence given to graceful motion and gentle emotion. There's a knowing brightness to her deep eyes, teased in the smile of her bow-shaped lips, her limbs long and willowy for her height.
    her limbs long and willowy for her height.  +
  • Eyes of a verdant brown flecked with strea
    Eyes of a verdant brown flecked with streaks of green, dark and solemn as a woodland lake and fringed with lashes long and thick. There's a beautiful poise to this man, an elegance in the long, lean grace of his body and the fine structure of his features. His copper hair is left an unruly mop of curls that only emphasizes his youth, at seeming odds with the considered precision of his every movement.
    onsidered precision of his every movement.  +
  • Eyes that practically demand attention are
    Eyes that practically demand attention are the most prominent feature upon her sculpted face. Hazel is too simple a word to describe their color. They are like copper left to the elements; the green patina standing out against her bronzed skin, circling russet hues that halo the pupil. The almond shape, long lashes and delicately arched brows give her a near constant look of mischief, balancing the cuteness of her lush pouty lips and button nose. A smattering of freckles adorns her bronzed skin, adding the impression of innocence to her appearance. A thick, shiny mane of dark espresso hair, threaded with hints of cinnamon in the sun, frames her face like artwork. Though not excessively tall, she stands slightly above average, her lean frame lending to the graceful air she exudes. She is not what one would tend to call voluptuous, but her subtle curves bear a feminine allure that hint at both strength and softness in her form. When bared, an intricate Eurusi symbol decorates her left shoulder across her shoulder blade. The design features a crescent moon filled with ornate details, a fringe of beads hanging from the upper point. A petaled pattern borders the moon and extends out and down a portion of her back.
    xtends out and down a portion of her back.  +
  • Ezmeralda does not look much like her cous
    Ezmeralda does not look much like her cousins or the other people of Tremorus. Her pale skin glows with an inner luminescence that makes her seem more real than real and she is long of limb and shaped quite sensually with supple curves and a dangerously small waist. Almond shaped eyes are a sparkling sapphire color with golden flecks that shine with a light of their own when she is being particularly capricious or mischievous. The uniqueness of her eye color and gleaming, polished skin are accompanied by her long, platinum blonde hair that spills down her back and terminates near the top of her buttocks when she wears it pulled up -- which she often does -- which makes it plain to see it must be even longer when worn down. When she speaks her voice is deep and husky like liquid silk poured on the rocks.
    usky like liquid silk poured on the rocks.  +
  • Ezra is taller than average and doesn't lo
    Ezra is taller than average and doesn't look particularly muscular but like sinew stretched over bone. His dark black hair flows in loose waves but is cut short nearly at the start of his neck. A perpetual stubble finds itself thickly attempting to make itself into a beard. His eyes tend to towards a squint, hiding a bit of the dark brown and tending to present a more intense look. His fingers are long and the entirety of his hands are rough from frequent use in harsh tasks.
    re rough from frequent use in harsh tasks.  +
  • Faelan is a tall leanly built fighter that
    Faelan is a tall leanly built fighter that moves with a predatory sort of grace. Body toned from years of sailing and fighting, and training to do both. He has blonde hair usually pulled back into a shoert tail and the sides of his head are typically shaved down to the skin. His eyes are the bright blue of the ocean on a sunny day. His cllothing is typically rugged but well made, meant to last him out at sea. Sturdy leather boots come up to his upper calf, tightly wrapped leather lacing keeping the tops snug to his legs, helping prevent water oer vermin from invading his footwear. His pants are a loose fitting black, a broad belt with multiple loops for weapons belts over a green tunic, showing his house colors, though more often than not the tunic is hidden beneath armor of some sort or another.
    den beneath armor of some sort or another.  +
  • Fair ash blonde hair falls about her in lo
    Fair ash blonde hair falls about her in long, wispy curls that frame a pale face with ice blue eyes and soft pink lips. Her ivory skin and small, slender frame make her reminiscent of a doll. She is desirable but there's a hint of something devious in those eyes. She's got delicate curves, enough without being overly endowed with a thin waist and pointed face with sharp eyes and high cheekbones. Her nose and lips are the softer of her features.
    e and lips are the softer of her features.  +
  • Fair hair falls in light waves around the
    Fair hair falls in light waves around the chiseled sculpt of Niklas's face, with bangs that fall in a fluff across his high brow. His eyes are pale blue, a kind of crystalline bright, with a passionate warmth within the frame of his sootily thick eyelashes. He has high, broad cheekbones and a soft, bowed mouth. A touch of sun has warmed the milky fairness of his skin to a richer cream, beneath the ash crown of his gleaming fluffy hair. He is tall and slender, with a native breadth to a frame more inclined to stockiness that almost makes him appear unfinished.
    s that almost makes him appear unfinished.  +
  • Fair of face and temperament, Darren's you
    Fair of face and temperament, Darren's youthful countenance is offset slightly by a well-groomed beard, grizzled enough to satisfy his Northern counterparts, but trimmed fine enough to rival the fashions of Southern courtiers. His bright blue eyes are often kind, but not overly encouraging of familiarity. His auburn hair tends toward the vibrant reds of the north, and curls softly, without becoming completely untamed. He boasts a strong, well-honed frame, built by hard martial training, while moving with an easy grace.
    training, while moving with an easy grace.  +
  • Fair skinned and standing at about average
    Fair skinned and standing at about average height, Axel seems to be lean and fit enough to take care of himself on the streets, but not enough to impress anybody. His gray eyes, while not as piercing as the brighter shades, make up for it with the inquisitive gaze their owner usually holds, and his thick, striking eyebrows draw all the more attention to them, only adding to the effect. The right eye has a large scar going over it, starting from the edge of his hairline, all the way down to his cheek. The black hair of his beard is, generally, somewhat well-kept, unlike the messy ponytail that covers his head. His lips are somewhat thin and often curl into a curt smirk, instead of putting on a smile. Overall, his facial features are relatively simple, but when put all together, they make for a rather handsome individual.
    hey make for a rather handsome individual.  +
  • Fair skinned with a light complexion, Essm
    Fair skinned with a light complexion, Essmor sits at roughly average height for a man of his age. Black hair sits atop his head, coming just past his ears and along the side of his face, and is generally well taken care of--clean, washed, and made presentable. His body leans more towards lithe than bulky, looking more predisposed towards nimbleness than anything regarding physical strength. A resting grin sits on his thin lips, one side rising higher than the other naturally.
    de rising higher than the other naturally.  +
  • Fairly tall and quite broad across the sho
    Fairly tall and quite broad across the shoulders, this savage Shav has a long-limbed, rangy build heavy with lean, dense muscle. Where visible his skin is quite fair, if leathery from exposure, with crude black tattoos running up the backs of his large hands to disappear beneath his clothing. His hair is a riot of tangled waves that falls around his ears and drapes across his nape, matched by his thick brown eyebrows and the short, wavy beard that hides the majority of his face. Unhidden are his broad, blunt nose, heavy cheekbones, and deep-set eyes of icy blue surrounded by an etched network of mirthful lines.
    ed by an etched network of mirthful lines.  +
  • Falling on the shorter side, and just a li
    Falling on the shorter side, and just a little plump, this curvy maid has tousled auburn curls that fall somewhere near the middle of her back, though they tend to be twisted into some laissez faire hairstyle with strands that consistently fall to frame her face and dust her shoulders. Thanks to time spent outdoors, her skin holds a slight tan, and her pert nose and cheeks are dashed with freckles. Full lips are tinted a natural pink that's deepened by a habitual nibbling of the lower, and may draw the eye, but her dark brown eyes are distinctly her finest feature; soft and sweet, and framed by thick lashes they hold a glint of true intelligence within.
    hold a glint of true intelligence within.  +
  • Far taller than the average woman, Vega Th
    Far taller than the average woman, Vega Thrax is a woman of striking appearance. With long, coppery colored hair that can most often be find perfectly coiffed up and away from her face and neck, she has delicate features set into a strong, rectangular face. Her eyes have a storm-darkened sapphire hue with just a few touches of grey to help soften them. Her form is obviously feminine, lean but not scrawny, with an inner core of steel that keeps her spine straight and her chin up.
    keeps her spine straight and her chin up.  +
  • Felix is a strong man, tall with broad sho
    Felix is a strong man, tall with broad shoulders, and a perpetually dirty face. He has a boyish charm to his bright smile, which makes him rather popular with the ladies. His brown hair seems often mussed, in his silver grey eyes, and completely ignored, lending to his rough appeal. He moves with surety of purpose, his powerful hands moving fluidly. His laugh booms and echoes in any room, a rich happy sound, that mirrors his loud speaking voice. His good nature is evident in every aspect of his physical self, and when he does become angered, his rage is a force of nature in itself.
    , his rage is a force of nature in itself.  +
  • Feminine and powerful are two words that c
    Feminine and powerful are two words that come to mind when looking at Xanthe. She has a shapely figure that is made to catch the eye and to soften the hard tones of her tanned olive hued body. She has strengthened her short body, to the point that her small stature can not be mistaken for weak. Her dark brown hair is cut to frame her face, drawing attention to the femininity of her features and her chocolate brown eyes.
    her features and her chocolate brown eyes.  +
  • Few Courtiers can be described as 'cute' o
    Few Courtiers can be described as 'cute' or 'adorable'. Delia not only embodies these qualities, but makes them her own unique whisper brand. Fiery red hair falls in delightful curls, normally kept up with a few ringlets framing her round cheeks. A little button nose and a dash of freckles across her face enhance her charming vigor. Deep blue eyes twinkle with mischief and delight, and her lush lips always seem to smile and laugh with a vitality all their own. Her figure is pleasantly curvaceous, and her tiny frame suits it well. Her emotions always seem to be of the effervescent variety, and she takes great care to always seem positive.
    takes great care to always seem positive.  +
  • Few would call Genevra Artiglio a fragile
    Few would call Genevra Artiglio a fragile beauty, yet with her tall, powerful frame and chiseled features, there is something striking about this handsome woman. She is well-sculpted from meticulous training, yet leans toward a comfortable heft in the hips and thighs that seems to only make her more powerful in a fight. This is not a woman born to be swathed in silk, but a warrior to be clad in leather with a sword grasped in her hand.
    leather with a sword grasped in her hand.  +
  • Few would give Lena a second glance and sh
    Few would give Lena a second glance and she prefers it that way. A lean and weathered woman, there is something handsome about her but even poets would have difficulty putting words to her appeal. Intelligence shows in the gleam of her large, chestnut brown eyes but her long face most often shows a guarded expression that makes it difficult to discern what she might be thinking or feeling. Dark red-kissed hair is kept just long enough to bind back in a simple tail, revealing ears a touch too small for her head. She is a joy to watch in movement though, flowing graceful and quick in a way that summons thoughts of danger...or dangerous thoughts.
    houghts of danger...or dangerous thoughts.  +
  • Few would give Lena a second glance and sh
    Few would give Lena a second glance and she prefers it that way. A lean and weathered woman, there is something handsome about her but even poets would have difficulty putting words to her appeal. Intelligence shows in the gleam of her large, chestnut brown eyes but her long face most often shows a guarded expression that makes it difficult to discern what she might be thinking or feeling. Dark red-kissed hair is kept just long enough to bind back in a simple tail, revealing ears a touch too small for her head. She is a joy to watch in movement though, flowing graceful and quick in a way that summons thoughts of danger...or dangerous thoughts. {w({nLena has braided her hair, or had someone braid it in a complicated interwoven plait.{w){n
    it in a complicated interwoven plait.{w){n  +
  • Fey-like beauty gives Katarzyna a youthful
    Fey-like beauty gives Katarzyna a youthful appearance. Her long dark hair falls just beneath her shoulder blades and is often collected in a braid to help keep its thick volume under control. What's striking about her appearance upon a very first glance are her light grey eyes, a shade that can be compared to winter ice, although there is nothing cold about them. They glint with bright curiosity and complement her cheery smile by crinkling ever slightly at their corners. Her facial features are defined by a feminine nose, soft cheekbones, and a smooth jawline that delves into a sweetheart chin. She may be average in height, but there is no lack of strength in her slender frame.
    no lack of strength in her slender frame.  +
  • Fierce strength and power forced into the
    Fierce strength and power forced into the form of courtly grace makes Iona a striking, yet not conventionally beautiful woman. Taller than many of her peers, with broader shoulders than the slight, courtly maidens, Iona moves with a sense of purpose, occasionally having to force herself to slow down and move more gently. Her facial features tend toward sharp, stark lines, softened by the gentle wave of her hair, and the wide, lovely emerald green of her eyes. All emotions show clearly on her face, though she does have the ability to maintain control of them.
    e the ability to maintain control of them.  +
  • Fiery red locks cascade to mid-back, frami
    Fiery red locks cascade to mid-back, framing a visage of mischievous youth. Her pale green eyes sparkle with unspoken amusement, and the quirk of her full, soft lips invite others to smile as well. A light dusting of freckles span the bridge of her slightly upturned nose and high cheekbones, accentuating the porcelain hue of her skin. Her lithe build makes her seem to stand even taller than her already considerable height, while a naturally cinched waist and subtly curved hips keep her frame decidedly feminine.
    ed hips keep her frame decidedly feminine.  +
  • Fine blond hair gilding her head like a go
    Fine blond hair gilding her head like a golden aureole, Rhiannon keeps her hair practically short and occasionally decorated by colored scarves when not in the field. Her bone structure is built of high, clean angles and planes, well-shaped to the point where she might be able to pull off femininity even were she to yield to the temptation to shave her head entirely. Her eyes are a greeney hazel, like the murky shade of the deep woods, beneath thin, sparse brows several shades darker than her pale hair. Tall and strong, built with a gymnastic athleticism, there is a whisper of command about Rhiannon's stride and posture that never seem to entirely vanish, even in moments of quiet.
    entirely vanish, even in moments of quiet.  +
  • First is the stretch of ruin scarred deepl
    First is the stretch of ruin scarred deeply into her pale face's right half. Beginning above the brow, furrowing through the eyeless socket - the eyelid's skin sunken in sightless folds over the hole to heal shut in irregular joins of flesh like melted wax - and devastating down to cleave the right corner of her upper lip, a grievous scar is the memory of what must be an axe's wound dealt with terrible force. Aside the brutal wound there are vestiges of beauty. An oval face once held a pleasing symmetry, with large, wide and icy gray eyes, their color making a stark palette with hair a pin-straight, lustrous black. Her nose slopes finely to a smart little ball-tip above full, lush lips and a soft, rounded chin, a collection of youthful and doll-like features that would make a picture of innocence if not for the cruel chasm splitting her visage.
    for the cruel chasm splitting her visage.  +
  • Fleeting impressions of Zoey Kennex, a gir
    Fleeting impressions of Zoey Kennex, a girl who rarely holds still long enough for long enough to make more lasting ones: liquid brown eyes, velvet soft in the sooty frames of her eyelashes as she meets a new acquaintance with earnest interest; a wide smile, lit with hope in the rounded curves of her open young face as she runs out onto the dance floor; warm brown skin and clean, youthful exuberance, arcing in a dive to swim in a lake; a soft cloud of thick black curls shimmering around her face, barely tamed by pins and ribbons in a possibly doomed effort to contain it. In those rare moments of stillness, her full, soft mouth pulled down in a pensive frown, there's a quiet uncertainty about her.
    wn, there's a quiet uncertainty about her.  +
  • Floppy black curls fall loose around Luis'
    Floppy black curls fall loose around Luis's even featured face, fluffy and difficult to entirely tame. His eyes are large and wide beneath fine, dark eyebrows, liquid brown and sometimes meltingly soulful with soft entreaty: there is no one who can puppydog eyes like Luis Igniseri. His lips are full, his teeth white, and a few sparse black freckles mar the dusky warmth of his skintone. His lean athleticism suggests the strength of a powerful swimmer and fighter while the easy grace with which he moves suggests the studied elegance of a dancer.
    suggests the studied elegance of a dancer.  +
  • Flowing waves of inky black tresses flow d
    Flowing waves of inky black tresses flow down over Valda's shoulders, framing her round face and reaching low enough to drape over a modest bust. It stands in stark contrast to her skin, which is both without blemish and the color of pale cream. Slim brows drape over stormy grey eyes, and each stand above a button nose and slight mouth. While far from tall, her frame is thin and nearly willowy, giving a delicate impression to her form and movements.
    cate impression to her form and movements.  +
  • For a man without a past, Mahir certainly
    For a man without a past, Mahir certainly has a striking appearance that tends to linger in one's recollection. Doubtlessly handsome, tall and slim, Eurusi features are combined with a piercing golden gaze that would already mark him as especially blessed on their own. Yet like his art, it is the life that fills him, the energy found within these bright eyes of his, in the smiles he proves so generous with, that elevates him. For all of that energy, he never appears particularly messy or disordered, always exhibiting a clean and orderly exterior, one that seems a natural preference rather than the result of any specific education in the domain.
    t of any specific education in the domain.  +
  • For a man, Danvir is not really tall. He a
    For a man, Danvir is not really tall. He actually does not look like some archetypical muscular man. Instead his frame is more lithe and compact. This does not mean lack of muscles, just not an overtly muscular man. His skin is tanned by exposure to the sun. But his most defining feature has to be that fiery red mop of messy hair he has. With bangs that almost cover his equally fiery red eyebrows. His eyes has sparse lashes and they are more of a light gray. They are also somewhat small yet it is noted that they seem rather alert at everything he looks. His nose is slightly big and straight while his lips would be found on the thinner side. If anyone would look at him from first looks, he seems to have pretty long limbs despite not really being that tall. Gives a sort of athletic feel to him but not overtly so, probably of someone who leads an active lifestyle and not much from there.
    active lifestyle and not much from there.  +
  • For a tall man, this fellow seems remarkab
    For a tall man, this fellow seems remarkably grounded. He plants his feet solidly when he walks and has a deliberate, careful manner to his movement that speaks of awareness of his size and musculature, which are both considerable. His hair, chestnut and wavy, is bleached here and there by the sun, and he frequently wears it combed away from his face to keep his bright blue eyes clear. His beard is a touch lighter than the color of his hair, short and carefully - if not stylishly - groomed, worn more as a concession to the fact that he doesn't have time to keep shaving it off all the bloody time than an ode to fashion. He has very large hands, even for a man of his height, and the story their condition tells is one of hard work, warfare, and time; here a broken finger, healed slightly out of joint; there, heavy callouses from gripping a weapon's haft. Square jawed, with a bump in the nose from a long-healed break, he has a habit of regarding any room as though the potential existed for violence to erupt, keeping a wary eye toward the windows and doors.
    g a wary eye toward the windows and doors.  +
  • For a woman the size of this one, there ar
    For a woman the size of this one, there are few options for commanding attention when walking into a room. For this curvaceous figure, she could go for loud and brash. Instead Nyima chooses to go with a look of quiet of confidence and poise, allowing an economy of motion provide a sense of presence that overcomes her short stature and leaves people moving out of the way. Nyima's long hair is raven's wing black, shimmering with highlights of color with movement. Near the front some is kept cut shorter so that it constantly frames her face. She has a strong jawline with cheeks filled in by plumpness. Beestung, bow-shaped lips usually hold a small smile beneath a button nose. And all of this is packaged with the lush curves that leave an obvious hourglass to her figure.
    leave an obvious hourglass to her figure.  +
  • For her modest height, she gives off a dis
    For her modest height, she gives off a disproportionate aura of power. Doe eyes in shades of warm earth snap - her focus sharp beneath even, fair brows. Fine lines crinkle the corners of her eyes, giving her keen gaze the look of earned wisdom. A streak of near-white runs through her thick, straight hair of muted gold, sweeping over her strong shoulders. Her form is built and toned from frequent work, solidity in her limbs giving her a sense of balance and calculated movement that she carries well. Her rare smiles are both soft and slight, a glimpse of the woman beyond the rigid composure and sculpted form.
    ond the rigid composure and sculpted form.  +
  • For someone born in the dirt, Ras looks th
    For someone born in the dirt, Ras looks the part, with hair and eyes as brown as mud. His dark tan is no contrast. Strands of hair, raggedly shorn around his ears, frequently point in all directions. Skinny and of average height, his stature is far from imposing, and the slouched saunter with which he carries himself doesn't do him any favors in that regard. The only compelling feature about him is the shine in his eyes, potentially misplaced hope and wonder that glints from time to time through his sullen ferocity.
    time to time through his sullen ferocity.  +
  • Forge a woman from steel. Cast her feature
    Forge a woman from steel. Cast her features for strength, an image of Gloria in action: all jaw, all cheekbone. Then warm her to flesh, for this woman is altogether human. Her skin is warm and fair, occasionally spattered by dark freckling when she spends too much time in the sunlight. A dimple flashes in only one of her cheeks, and only when she smiles, which is not often. Her lips are thin, on the pale side, and rarely touched with color. Her hair is dark, dark brown, like the shadowed trunks in the depths of the woods, too warm and subtly reddish to be mistaken for black, but only just. Her eyes are pale, gray-green, like leaves through faded mist, of striking clarity and intensity beneath the stark, thick shape of her eyebrows. Muscle defines her lean but stocky frame more than any curves or softness, though neither curves nor softness are wholly absent.
    her curves nor softness are wholly absent.  +
  • Fortunato is small and slight, and while h
    Fortunato is small and slight, and while his posture ranges from upright to a touch proud, he has a way of barely occupying a space until he decides to be present. His manner is restlessly birdlike. His dark hair, gone slightly wild, and his smooth, ascetic face make him appear a touch younger than he is. However, his deep-set eyes are weathered, and tend half-lidded and distant unless his interest is caught.
    and distant unless his interest is caught.  +
  • Fray is a standoffish female with amber ey
    Fray is a standoffish female with amber eyes, fair skin, and short shoulder-length dark blue hair. Her resting facial expression makes her look displeased with her surroundings, who's eyes are referred to as "looking like a dead fish", or have a "mile-long stare". Her body is physically defined as is expected from her occupation.
    efined as is expected from her occupation.  +
  • Freckles. Nearly every inch of this woman'
    Freckles. Nearly every inch of this woman's visible skin seems to be covered in the tiny sun-kissed spots, warm brown against her pale skin. She is a bit taller and carries more muscle than the average woman, and there is not even a hint of sway in her stride. Those who might call her pretty are usually referring to the full cupid's bow in her lips, for none of her other features are at all remarkable. Her eyes are plain blue. Her hair is light brown, and usually braided and pinned to her head to hide its length.
    and pinned to her head to hide its length.  +
  • Freedom and wilderness are two words embod
    Freedom and wilderness are two words embodied by this young lady's appearance. Signe has a natural pallour to her skin but the faint dusting of freckles across her nose, cheeks and shoulders tattle the amounts of time spent outdoors. Her hair is a bundle of naturally turbulent curls the colour of roasted almonds and cinnamon, sparingly streaked with gold like honey. Braids and knotted dreadlocks adorn the tangle, along with simple home-spun cloth wraps that keep the majority of her untamed hair out of her face. Similar strips of fabric also hold the two longest braids in place in front of her shoulders. Her brows are well-groomed and have but a slight arch over downturned eyes like twin pools of mountain water, crystalline blue with a secret depth. There is a mauve tint to her lips and her nails are neatly trimmed. Despite the minute details, very little attention seems to be given her general look, which is uncommon for a lady, but without any effort, this Northerner might strike as a charming and mysterious beauty.
    trike as a charming and mysterious beauty.  +
  • Frizzy would be a polite way to describe M
    Frizzy would be a polite way to describe Marli's hair. Barely tamed could be another, if one weren't paying attention. A puffy halo of curls spreads out from the top of her head to the bottom of her neck, framing a round face with a strong jaw. Large, chocolate colored eyes are set above a nose that might be a touch large on the end but is balanced by the thick, pouty lips. She's short, just 5'3", but walks with the swagger of someone who can stride across the world and face anything, And with the feminine curves shes been gifted with, that swagger is love-sick poets might write about.
    gger is love-sick poets might write about.  +
  • From a first glance, one may decide that D
    From a first glance, one may decide that Duke Gabriel Bisland, third of his name, needs to be an ally, because woe be unto those that make the tall, imposing figure their enemy. Broad shouldered, with the bearing of a fierce warrior, restrained only by the elegance inherent in all nobility, he moves with power, even if he's simply crossing a room. He keeps his ink-black hair shorn close to his head, which only serves to accentuate the intensity of his coal eyes, and his neatly trimmed beard much the same, shot with threads of silver. His expression often reflects a stern, stoic, nearly brooding temperament, but those lucky enough to see his brilliant smile cannot help but be dazzled by it. Dark skinned and profoundly attractive, what likely keeps him away from the court is all the... attention he receives, despite being old enough to be most of the court's father.
    d enough to be most of the court's father.  +
  • Gabriella is the picture perfect Setarcan
    Gabriella is the picture perfect Setarcan woman in all her defiant bearing and devilish good looks. Standing about 5'7" high, the leader of the Swords of the Evening commands a piercing blue gaze and possesses a lustrous mane of golden hairs that always seems to catch the wind right to make Gabriella look every bit the heroine of Pravus the people deem her to be. Any purposeful movement reveals lean muscle underneath her sun-kissed skin, speaking of years of practice and exercise. Given her complete lack of blemishes and minor scars, one would be surprised to find a long, thin one running along her left forearm and past her wrist. While youthful, the warrior of Setarco seems to take to battle frighteningly easy, a storm of gold and blood once arrows begin flying. Those who fight alongside her, however, seem to hint that behind blue eyes lies a wicked storm that lusts for the blood of men.
    ked storm that lusts for the blood of men.  +
  • Gailin is 6 foot 3 and about 250 pounds of
    Gailin is 6 foot 3 and about 250 pounds of toned muscle. His skin is a pale almost snow white and his eyes are ice blue, his hair blond. He dresses in typical earth tones of Stonewood fashion. He has a few scars on his chest that are visible just above the shirt next to his neck. He wears a trimmed Goatee on his face. Gailins arms also bare a few scars.
    face. Gailins arms also bare a few scars.  +
  • Garnet is of average build, about 6' tall.
    Garnet is of average build, about 6' tall. His brown hair is always done in the current style, and never out of place. He carries himself with a joy of life that bleeds into his ever-present friendly smile, his grey eyes sparkling with warmth. A true fashionplate, Garnet's clothes are never out of style.
    , Garnet's clothes are never out of style.  +
  • Garret is of average build, about 6' tall.
    Garret is of average build, about 6' tall. His brown hair is always done in the current style, and never out of place. He carries himself with a joy of life that bleeds into his ever-present friendly smile, his grey eyes sparkling with warmth. A true fashionplate, Garnet's clothes are never out of style.
    , Garnet's clothes are never out of style.  +
  • Garza is, at a glance, your average orphan
    Garza is, at a glance, your average orphaned crownsworn. Easy to lose in a crowd, blending in amongst the populace as just another of the unwashed masses. Risking a second look yields little more - dark brows over often narrowed eyes, a thin mouth shaded by dark scruff. He is of the height achieved by most commoners, and his body is on just this side of rangy muscularity. They say the third time's the charm, however, and those that piece of the veil of obscurity will be rewarded. Well, maybe.
    obscurity will be rewarded. Well, maybe.  +
  • Gaspar Velenosa struck a tall, lean figure
    Gaspar Velenosa struck a tall, lean figure with all of the obvious displays of strength, scarcely hidden by the fashionable clothes chosen for the day. Almost ever present was that cocksure smile along with a short mop of curly umber hair. Handsome, as are most of his station, but it's that countenance that draws the eye; that insatiable lust for life and all of its pleasures perpetually etched across his smile. Just below his right eye was a small, lateral scar from long ago. Perhaps the only 'blemish' on an otherwise seemingly markless expression.
    n otherwise seemingly markless expression.  +
  • Gaston is a wolf in noble's clothing, tryi
    Gaston is a wolf in noble's clothing, trying with questionable success to present a convincing veneer of culture and refinement over a feral mien. If Gaston could be said to be handsome it owes more to the strength of his features, often resulting in him charitably being described as 'rough hewn'. His pale, wide malachite eyes are flecked with gold, his body and limbs wiry but corded with muscle, and his smiles attempting to be warm and reassuring often come across as sharp and offputting. If not for the austerely short manner in which he keeps his crows wing hair or the relatively aristocratic nose he might be thought of something altogether other. He is of tanned skin tone like so many of the Blackram, though his seems to be a shade paler than that of his kindred, and made all the more striking for what appears to be the slash of claw across his eyes and what appear to be long healed bite marks upon his hands.
    be long healed bite marks upon his hands.  +
  • Gavin is rather tall and lanky, not quite
    Gavin is rather tall and lanky, not quite filling out an unexpected and aggressive growth spurt just yet. His hair is kept close-cropped and shines a fiery copper in the light. He has somewhat of a piercing gaze, with ice-blue eyes bordered by early crow's feet and pale eyebrows. A smattering of freckles is dashed across his sturdy nose, perched over thin lips and a young, but square chin with a dimple right in the center. He carries himself with an easygoing nature, and his gaze could be described as intent and curious at most times.
    ribed as intent and curious at most times.  +
  • Gehenna Redreef is a woman of average heig
    Gehenna Redreef is a woman of average height and ample build. Physically, she looks to be as soft as a pillow, which often leaves people all the more unprepared for her sharp tone of voice. Gehenna speaks clearly and has worked hard to hone her voice into a powerful tool, capable of cutting down opponents or rousing crowds. Her olive complexion tans darker after just a little sun, and the brightness of her green eyes draws attention to her gaze. Her dark hair is wavy and often tied back away from her face. Her typical expression is a pleasant half-smile, that can easily be tilted the one way into a friendly grin, or the other way into an impudent smirk.
    , or the other way into an impudent smirk.  +
  • Gentle of movement and generously proporti
    Gentle of movement and generously proportioned, Charlemagne's muscular silhouette is accented by an appealing layer softness that lingers both in winter and summer months. With a pallid complexion and dark hair bleached by the sun, his light skin is occasionally brought to life by an odd constellation of freckles. He speaks with a melodious Oathlands accent not always guaranteed to earn him many fans in the North, where fresh evidence of ancient crusades continues to be recovered with each spring thaw.
    ues to be recovered with each spring thaw.  +
  • Gerard stands an inch or two shorter than
    Gerard stands an inch or two shorter than most men, but the easy confidence with which the man holds himself gives the impression that he stands taller than he actually is. He has the wiry, lean-muscled body of a gymnast, and the worn, scarred hands of a soldier. Light, studious brown eyes glint with equal mirth in times of peaceful happiness, or in the midst of a challenging swordfight, both seeming to bring equal enjoyment to the man's rugged, charming features. He wears his curly black hair long enough that an errant curl or two will peek out from underneath a helm, when worn.
    eek out from underneath a helm, when worn.  +
  • Gerrick is a man who walks taller than he
    Gerrick is a man who walks taller than he is. His sense of purpose lends him greater size, a bit of swagger. His hair is longish, swept back from his face, darker at the root and lightening to an almost golden brown at the ends. His skin is weathered from a life spent outdoors, what was likely once a uniform fair, is now a bit weathered, lightly redened at the tip of his nose, in the apples of his cheeks. He often wears several days worth of stubble, occasionally slipping into a light beard before on a whim shaving it all away. His smile, when used properly, is a dashingly charming thing. He's often filled with an intense energy that can be either engaging or offputting depending on the time and place.
    ffputting depending on the time and place.  +
  • Gerry isn't particularly tall. He has a le
    Gerry isn't particularly tall. He has a lean and sinewy muscular build that tells a history of hard work and depravity, and his palms are full of callouses. His hair is brown, going gray but still thick. His eyes are a hue of flat green, and they're hard from seeing too many grim things. His features sport a tan from years of harsh direct sunlight, with wrinkles at the corner of his eyes and at his mouth, and he sports a sometimes stubble, sometimes beard, but he's never perfectly clean shaven.
    rd, but he's never perfectly clean shaven.  +
  • Gianna has classic good looks. Dark-haired
    Gianna has classic good looks. Dark-haired, blue eyed, she doesn't really stand out amongst the beauties of Arx, save for her voice. Her voice is powerful and will be long past when her looks have faded. Her expression tends to be impassive and, to be honest, not entirely friendly. Cool. Reserved. Just a hint of steely determination in her eyes. Gianna moves with confidence, as though her rank is higher than it actually is.
    gh her rank is higher than it actually is.  +
  • Gianna has classic good looks. Dark-haired
    Gianna has classic good looks. Dark-haired, blue eyed, she doesn't really stand out amongst the beauties of Arx. What she does have is composure, elegance, and poise. Her expression tends to be impassive and, to be honest, not entirely friendly. Cool. Reserved. Regal. Just a hint of steely determination in her eyes. Gianna moves with confidence, as though her rank is higher than it actually is. When she speaks, it is never above a whisper.
    n she speaks, it is never above a whisper.  +
  • Gildaren is a man of slim build and modera
    Gildaren is a man of slim build and moderate stature. His hair is dark and skin a ruddy tan, suggesting a life outdoors and a recent tinge from the sun. From toe to top his features are nondescript, with the sole exception being crystal blue eyes that throw a piercing gaze from beneath dark eyebrows.
    piercing gaze from beneath dark eyebrows.  +
  • Gilroy is a good looking enough guy, with
    Gilroy is a good looking enough guy, with the brown hair and the blue eyes and the cheekbones and the shrewd expression, though something about him just looks sketchy as hell. Smiles come easily, though they don't often last long. Of average height, he's got the languid grace of someone exceptionally at home in their own selves, but the twitchy demeanor of a guy who doesn't like standing still for long.
    who doesn't like standing still for long.  +
  • Ginger, oily hair gently hangs over a boyi
    Ginger, oily hair gently hangs over a boyish young face. Freckles spread evenly across his angular face with a pointed chin, well-formed nose, large ears, defined cheekbones and thin lips. He has slim shoulders, weak arms, a well defined torso, and long legs. He has a big dumb smile on his face, his carry on, posture, gait, movement and face give off a fun, almost child-like vibe. A Man who enjoys himself and can ignore the world around him.
    mself and can ignore the world around him.  +
  • Giorgio possesses the kind of refinement t
    Giorgio possesses the kind of refinement that is seen so often among the nobility and very rarely among the highborn commoner. He is devilishly handsome to the point he is almost pretty, he most definitely does not look his age and carries himself with the vivaciousness of youth. Dirty blonde locks that are almost a shade of light brown fall softly around his shoulders and are always meticulously styled. His clean shaven face and well groomed hair complement his dark, hazel eyes and chiseled features. He is always very well dressed and very well put together. Much like the lycene all of this is a rather effortless endeavor on his behalf, he woke up like this.
    eavor on his behalf, he woke up like this.  +
  • Glorious streaks of gold mop frayed from h
    Glorious streaks of gold mop frayed from his bulbous nose as a thick mustache laid atop a great mass of blond beard knotted archaic to a braid that hung upon his maned chest. His hair flowed from scalp like streaks of bright lightning against his broad shoulders and flashed like piercing flame when lit by day. So tremblingly green were his eyes that their color seemed to whisk, gaseous, like smoke-filled bombs of berserker rage.
    like smoke-filled bombs of berserker rage.  +
  • Golden blonde hair is left longer, but alw
    Golden blonde hair is left longer, but always well kept, never a strand out of place if he can help it. Vittorio is someone that pays close attention to the way he looks, and the impression that he makes. Even when he's relaxed, and getting his hands dirty he somehow manages to always be well put together, but never foppish or too prissy with his clothing styles and hair. Bright blue eyes are eager, smile overly generous, and hands strong and capable of doing anything from fine, deft motions to digging in the dirt if need be.
    motions to digging in the dirt if need be.  +
  • Graced with an angelic visage, she has a p
    Graced with an angelic visage, she has a perfectly oval face, high cheekbones, and long lashes to frame her steel blue eyes, where passion tends to echo. Her mouth is shaped in a prefect bow with smooth lips with a hint of a pout. Honeyed gold hair falls to the middle of her back in soft waves. Possessing a petite frame she still has the feminine curves of a grown woman, though not overly pronounced. She has long, lithe arms and legs with a narrow neck that is neither to long nor to short.
    neck that is neither to long nor to short.  +
  • Graceful and statuesque, Carita is a dream
    Graceful and statuesque, Carita is a dream of snow and ice, neatly hewn as though she was created by a sculptor or jeweler. A figure of subtle curves that are built of moon bones and milky flesh in a way that may make one take pause, in a way that may make the breath catch in one's throat. Long, white-gold hair falls in soft waves down her back - not pale enough to be called platinum - with the faintest hint of lingering color. It's an ideal frame for her features, delicate and refined, that seem little more than afterthoughts with her mouth touched fragile petal pink. Her eyes are the deepest crystalline blue, like the coldest seas, contrasted only by the warmth of her smiles and the fire of her temper.
    of her smiles and the fire of her temper.  +
  • Graceful is often tossed around to describ
    Graceful is often tossed around to describe many a noble woman, but few come close to the embodiment that Selene exudes. Her luscious mahogany hair spills across her shoulders, in that perfect length and softly curling way, to usher in fashion trends, and being on the edge of all. Long lashes frame eyes of the richest sapphire and sparkle with a life few have ever considered possible. Every so often, a hint of dark thought touches her features, a shadow gone almost before it appeared. Created of soft curves and fine lines, there is no one feature that stands out, yet the whole of the woman transcends any expectation or standard of beauty.
    nds any expectation or standard of beauty.  +
  • Grady is a tall man but not overly so, the
    Grady is a tall man but not overly so, the sort with a genial smile on his face at all times. His hair is perpetually messy, no matter how he tries to straighten it it never seems to want to stay put. He makes up for this by being immaculate in his choice of clothing and his manners, as though he learned lessons from a book rather than in real everyday use.
    m a book rather than in real everyday use.  +
  • Graham is a young man full of youth, his h
    Graham is a young man full of youth, his hair is light brown almost golden hair in places, it is worn medium length though kept out of his eyes at all times. His brown eyes are match for his hair though are bright. He can often be found to be wearing his travel clothes which include a chainmail vest and leather padding under, the suit continues with his bottom half though is hidden, when dressed as such he has a longbow slung across his back and a sword at his hip. The boots he wears shows the time and wear upon them but are still sturdy.
    e and wear upon them but are still sturdy.  +
  • Green eyes, dark as emeralds in firelight
    Green eyes, dark as emeralds in firelight and limned in black. A wealth of natural copper hair bound in a braid and kept back from her brow by a circlet. Felicia's not a beauty in the traditional sense of the word. With a scar that marks her left cheek and notches her nose in a horizontal stripe, but there's a confidence in the way she carries herself; a sharpness to her eyes and a smile that frequently teases about her broad-lipped mouth that lends itself to being noticed. Broad-shouldered and well muscled, she is clearly a creature of martial prowess.
    is clearly a creature of martial prowess.  +
  • Gregory is a relatively tall and wiry man
    Gregory is a relatively tall and wiry man with shoulder length fine light brown hair that gets caught at the slightest wind and his steely blue eyes have an intensity to them that some can find initially off-putting. His smile is disarming, and he gives an aura of being refined and gentle, someone you could open up to and tell all your troubles. If you pay attention you can see that he puts a little of his weight on a walking aid as he walks, and that his posture is a little bent.
    ks, and that his posture is a little bent.  +
  • Griffin Redreef is in that gray area betwe
    Griffin Redreef is in that gray area between 'average' and 'tall.' His build skews slender, and he seems to have the kind of body where it would be easier than most to define his muscle tone -- but he just hasn't bothered lately. His skin tone is on the pale side of caramel, and it makes his dark, dark brown eyes stand out all the more. Griffin wears his black hair close-cropped, but often goes days without shaving, leaving a dark five o'clock shadow to accessorize his high cheekbones, strong chin, and full lips.
    gh cheekbones, strong chin, and full lips.  +
  • Guilbert is a tall and gaunt man, almost s
    Guilbert is a tall and gaunt man, almost sickly looking due to his pale skin and the heavy bags under his gray, near-lifeless eyes. His gray and black hair sits at a comfortable length, slicked back with what smells like a pretty high-end pomade. A heavy mixture of stress and age are obvious in making this man the tired, nervous mess you see before you. Not an ugly man at all, just a bit past his prime.
    gly man at all, just a bit past his prime.  +
  • Guinevere is a narrow young woman with an
    Guinevere is a narrow young woman with an unhealthy frame. Her youthful eyes are sunken in with faint sleepless shadows beneath them, further darkened by a general shade conveyed by her very long, black hair that tends to cast shadows on her features. A slim neck leads into frail shoulders and arms that lack any definition, following the theme of the rest of her physique. She's not particularly curvy anywhere as an apparent, but not overbearing lack of nutrition constricts her body's shape. Despite this, she still has a fair skin supported by her youth though she tends to carry with her the smell of differing bitter fruits along with smoke and other various oddities.
    ong with smoke and other various oddities.  +
  • Gwendolen's most remarkable feature is her
    Gwendolen's most remarkable feature is her height, the greatest indicator of her Blackram heritage. She carries herself with a dignified bearing that befits her knightly station. Her blank expression and dull, green eyes communicate little about her emotions. Long, black hair frames her face and falls to her shoulders in stringy locks. It's immediately apparent that she has fully dedicated herself to soldiery, years of physical training giving her a sturdy build.
    ysical training giving her a sturdy build.  +
  • Gwenna has the laughing-eyed allure of dyn
    Gwenna has the laughing-eyed allure of dynamic expressiveness to go with her dimpled cheeks, a pleasant whimsy frequently lighting that warm brown gaze beneath her saucy eyebrows. The dewy softness of her bowed mouth beneath her snub nose is full enough and shaped with a downward pull enough to suggest a resting pout, but the moment she smiles, her dimples manifest in the apples of her cheeks. Her hair is a shade between gold and brown, splitting the difference between the two and falling like a cascade to the midst of her back when it's down, but more often than not it rings and loops her head in intricate braiding with a few escaped strands to curl around her cleanly angled jaw and slightly prominent rounded ears.
    d jaw and slightly prominent rounded ears.  +
  • Hair a dark, chocolate brown in hue has be
    Hair a dark, chocolate brown in hue has been pulled back into a tidy braid, the most common dressing she dares to give the long locks. She boasts a round face with slightly pronounced cheekbones, a thin but expressive mouth, and a slightly pointed chin. Her eyes are a deep hazel bordering on green, framed by a fringe of dark lashes, and she has the smallest sprinkling of freckles over the bridge of her nose and cheeks. Her build is muscular rather than slim, and her tanned skin is marred by the occasional pale scar.
    kin is marred by the occasional pale scar.  +
  • Hair a deep berry red falls straight and t
    Hair a deep berry red falls straight and thick to midback when let loose from the halo of braids that ring her head. Her eyes are a tremendously deep brown, near a black, that only in the brightest light give up a hint of red. Her sharp features and dark skin mark her as foreign; her tattoos mark her as shav. In every way it is possible to look the outsider, she does, but she has no particular accent to give away her place of origin. While diminutive, there's an enduring strength in her frame, and she moves gracefully.
    th in her frame, and she moves gracefully.  +
  • Hair the color of burnt umber falls down t
    Hair the color of burnt umber falls down to the woman's shoulders, framing her face in loose waves. It is left free, save for a single thin braid that follows the curve of her face on the left, tied off with a small bit of leather. Her eyes are a verdant green, holding an intense sense of watchfulness to them. A slightly upturned nose sits above full, unpainted lips. Her skin is on the paler side of olive, marked slightly by time spent at sea and beneath the sun. She stands at just slightly above average for a woman, and while she is not without feminine curves, there is a thinness of form that speaks of years of hard living and constant activity.
    ears of hard living and constant activity.  +
  • Hair the color of dark coffee falls from t
    Hair the color of dark coffee falls from this man's head in loose waves, strands of straw blonde highlights that are all too natural seemingly woven in by how expertly they appear to be placed. The hair falls just above his shoulders, a stark color contrast to the cooler pale of his skin and the sharp eyes that look out from beyond. His square jaw, frequent stubble and solid build all provide a foundation for his frame, on the toned side though compared to the warriors of the realm, none would call him truly muscular, the power seeming to focus into those eyes that take the world in.
    us into those eyes that take the world in.  +
  • Hamish is a big man, though not the big of
    Hamish is a big man, though not the big of a knight or a champion. Rather, he's the big of someone gifted with height and bredth who then put it to use in the field. Tall, with broad shoulders and the rough musculature of a laborer. Lank brown hair is kept long, generally tied back with a loose knot to keep it out of his face. Crow's feet at the corners of his eyes betray his age, though if anything the dark blue eyes themselves make him look significantly older. The backs of his hands and arms have the usual nicks and scars of someone who spent a lifetime rarely at rest.
    meone who spent a lifetime rarely at rest.  +
  • Handsome - though not memorably so, Gibson
    Handsome - though not memorably so, Gibson's lanky frame and dark countenance are offset by an everpresent, affable smile. He has charming dimples that appear even when he's frowning, giving him the look of a man who is putting on a show of disgruntlement to hide the grin. He keeps himself meticulously disheveled; hair looking a little tousled but never unkempt, and the growth on his jaw never getting thicker than a little stubble.
    ver getting thicker than a little stubble.  +
  • Handsome in a rakish way, Montags most not
    Handsome in a rakish way, Montags most notable features are his bright blue eyes and disarming grin. When he walks into a room, its with a jaunty swagger and a sly smile that eludes at both danger and the promise of fun. Scars criss-cross the length of his tanned skin along with the occasional shav-esque tattoo. Over the years, hes bounced between shoulder length hair and a style more close cropped to his scalp but one factor stays constant--its always stylishly messy.
    tays constant--its always stylishly messy.  +
  • Handsome in a rugged way, with long curly
    Handsome in a rugged way, with long curly sable hair and a smile that wavers between impish and boyish most of the time. His skin is the well-tanned color of someone that stands beneath the sun on a frequent basis, and his hands are rough from many years on board a ship, but there is a fine-boned quality to them that speaks of someone that may also be gifted with an artistic talent hiding beneath it all.
    an artistic talent hiding beneath it all.  +
  • Handsome to a fault, Preston is the kind o
    Handsome to a fault, Preston is the kind of knight boys dream they were, and girls use as the standard to demand perfection. Wispy blonde hair is kept short about the ears, falling slightly in his eyes when he's not careful, it gives him a boyish charm that unnerves his foes. His grin is ever present, lighting up his face and his sparkling blue eyes, accented by the strong square jaw he possesses. His build is strong, without being ridiculous, and he can often be seen flexing and showing off for a gaggle of giggling girls. He's tall for his age, only adding to the visage of the perfect knight, and even when he prays in quiet repast, he smiles, and looks good doing it.
    epast, he smiles, and looks good doing it.  +
  • Handsome, clean, and sharp, but not withou
    Handsome, clean, and sharp, but not without a hint of uniqueness. Where most of his peers are seen in professional drab outfits and cloaks, Leland is often in unorthodox styles and colors. It's not uncommon to see him in court with rather stylish modes of dress while still remaining professional. His light brown hair is always styled, with a sort of well kept messiness, giving him a lackadaisical structure.
    ess, giving him a lackadaisical structure.  +
  • Handsome, square-jawed and broad shouldere
    Handsome, square-jawed and broad shouldered, Edain fits all the dimensions of a knight that has stepped of the pages of a story book. It almost serves to make him disinteresting, if aesthetically pleasing to look at. He has taken to wearing a full, but neatly groomed beard and moustache to banish the youthful cast from his face, the strong lines of which he attempts to always hold in an expressionless mask. Despite this, it is rare that his hazel eyes do not betray him and his emotions. {w({nFor casual business in the city of Arx, Edain frequently wears plain but well-made silks without ostentation. He always wears the tabard of a Valardin knight, and could almost be mistaken for your average, ordinary, run-of-the-mill knight on any given day.{w){n
    -of-the-mill knight on any given day.{w){n  +
  • Hard to miss, that's what Rowan is. It's n
    Hard to miss, that's what Rowan is. It's not his height or lean cut build - in an era of warriors and hard labor that is common enough. It's the primal energy about him, like he'd been wrought from weathered stone and brought to life on the breath of the Green Wood, and carried the elements in his blood. His head is shorn down the sides, and what remains is left long to a perpetually wind-blown and sun-bleached state. His beard grows like a thicket on the hard lines of his face. Shades of green and gold like canopy filtered forest light fill his lively eyes. Earth and salt scent his skin, while the stories of his years are inked onto it from throat to fingertips.
    e inked onto it from throat to fingertips.  +
  • Hard, chiseled, stoney? In the Lower Borou
    Hard, chiseled, stoney? In the Lower Boroughs few use these to describe a statue or the walls, as much as they use them to describe Chanse Greyhope. Handsome, in an utterly terrifying way, his skin is criss crossed by more scars than most companies of soldiers. His black eyes are flecked with gold, and never show any humor at all, even when he flashes a charming grin. His arms and hands are made for violence, bulging muscles and calloused fingers, looking more natural balled into fists than washing glasses. He towers over most, with broad shoulders and barrel chest that can intimidate most fierce warriors. His entire bearing demands respect, and when he speaks, it's quiet, almost gentle, making it all the more terrifying.
    gentle, making it all the more terrifying.  +
  • Harmon is thin, having not performed hard
    Harmon is thin, having not performed hard labor beyond what is average for a man of science. His skin is pale and contrasts his ink-black hair, while his bright green eyes meet somewhere in the middle of the two colors. He favors dark, heavy, multi-layered clothing with multiple pockets on top of his traveling robes and belts for carrying whatever he finds or deems "absolutely necessary for reasons I can't explain because oh stop asking me things I can hear your cheeks slapping your teeth." Despite his frequent bounces of moods and thoughts, he seems to wear readily-available and genuine smiles when talking to others and answering whatever questions asked of him. His movements are punctuated with bouts of frantic energy, sometimes feeling the need to run or climb.
    ometimes feeling the need to run or climb.  +
  • Having grown into herself, the fair Margot
    Having grown into herself, the fair Margot remains the picture of Thraxian virtue and beauty, if more composed and mature than in her younger years. Her long, rich blonde hair often finds itself braided severely, or gathered on the head in simple, modest styles. Her large cerulean eyes are every bit as cool as the northern seas of her homeland, with glints of secrets and knowledge hidden in their depths. Her high cheekbones and slender chin give her face an elfin severity that can be both stunning and intimidating in turn easing only on the occation a smile graces her lips. Her lovely frame, slender and graceful, moves with a reserved confidence and certainty of self without imposing upon others. When she speaks, her voice is silvery and able to shift from commanding to enchanting without raising above an intimate volume.
    without raising above an intimate volume.  +
  • Hawkish. Duncan has the characteristic int
    Hawkish. Duncan has the characteristic intense blue eyes and dark brown hair with golden highlights that marks the Hawkmour's. A man with an athletic build, broad shoulders and a trim waistline, he's fit and a commanding presence in any room when he chooses. His generally stern expression combined with those eyes is quite reminiscent of the Gyrfalcon that is his House's emblem.
    the Gyrfalcon that is his House's emblem.  +
  • He is a bear of a man, bulging with muscle
    He is a bear of a man, bulging with muscles but with a ready and beautiful smile framed by a thick, medium length, braided black beard. Whether worn loosely or tied up in a horse-rail, his dreadlocks are decorated with feathers, beads and other bits of outlander paraphernalia. {w({nZeia's dreads are bundled up in a pony-tail, tied with a leather thong, to keep him a bit cooler in the summer heat. Furthermore, he still wears a black silk armband of mourning around his left biceps.{w){n
    d of mourning around his left biceps.{w){n  +
  • He is a handsome man, his cheekbones high
    He is a handsome man, his cheekbones high and his jaw strong. He is tall and elegant, laid back and lordly, with an easy smile like a playboy's and a smoldering, lazy laugh. His eyes are the blue of a night sky -- far-off as that night sky, too -- and impossibly dark. Yet, when his gaze comes into focus, it is with an intensity and a clarity of vision that can be compelling -- indeed, overpowering. As his dark hair falls across his eyes, that intensity is again undone.
    his eyes, that intensity is again undone.  +
  • He is a man of dark skin and dark hair --
    He is a man of dark skin and dark hair -- a walking shadow, lean and rangy and dangerously handsome. His face is symmetric and sharp, with cheeks and nose like cut stone, with slanted, smoldering eyes. His lips are full, his voice raw and rich and sweet like honey. He is lithe; smooth skin disguises each twist of toned muscle. His every movement is graceful, from the arrangement of his hands on instruments to the sudden curve of his rare smiles.
    ts to the sudden curve of his rare smiles.  +
  • He is a spare man, of middling height and
    He is a spare man, of middling height and weight and a lean, lanky build. He's handsome, his features pleasing in an unassuming sort of way. He might not be the brightest star in the room, but there is a charm to his features that draws eyes back to him. A thick brow and serious eyes rest under a mop of dark curls, sometimes cropped, sometimes nearly to the shoulder. His hands are large and show the signs of hard work; small scars from old knicks from sharp tools, calluses along the base of his fingers and on the pads of them as well. There is an air of distraction about him sometimes, an absent-mindedness that adds to that strange, muted charm.
    ss that adds to that strange, muted charm.  +
  • He is a spare young man, of middling heigh
    He is a spare young man, of middling height and weight and a lean, lanky build. He's handsome, his features pleasing in an unassuming sort of way. He might not be the brightest star in the room, but there is a charm to his features that draws eyes back to him. A high brow and serious eyes rest over a nose that adds character to his face. His hands are large and show the signs of hard work; small scars from old knicks from sharp tools, calluses along the base of his fingers and on the pads of them as well. There is an air of distraction about him sometimes, an absent-mindedness that adds to that quirky and understated charm. {w({nWearing a tidy bandage on his right hand.{w){n
    ing a tidy bandage on his right hand.{w){n  +
  • He is a tall man, lean with broad shoulder
    He is a tall man, lean with broad shoulders and a rangy build, a body made of heavy bone and ropy tendon rather than an abundance of flesh. His hair is thick and dark and at some time his nose has been broken. Deeply set hazel eyes are shadowed by brows that are often drawn together thoughtfully over his broken beak of a nose. His features are marked with a myriad collection of small scars, most easily glimpsed on the battered knuckles of both hands, creases here and there of flat scars that ache in damp weather, especially dense across his shoulders and right side. His scars and a sprinkling of grey in his close-cropped hair and beard mark a more weathered passing of years.
    rd mark a more weathered passing of years.  +
  • He is a well muscled man, his form strikin
    He is a well muscled man, his form striking a balance between form and function. The sort of musculature that can only be acheived by someone with the time and dedication spent towards honing his body. He has a strong brow and perceptive dark eyes that takes in his surroundings for any potential threats. He keeps his hair cut short to his head, the better not to get in the way in the middle of a fight. He has a bearing befitting his noble birth, while at the same time a deadly aura around the man.
    he same time a deadly aura around the man.  +
  • He is a young, tall man. His frame is incr
    He is a young, tall man. His frame is incredibly muscled, his broad shoulders and developed upper body displaying years of training. A handsome man, he boasts a strong jaw and a thick brow. His eyes are a dark hazel, often narrowed. He exudes a feeling of strength and seriousness, although relaxed in familiar company.
    ess, although relaxed in familiar company.  +
  • He is about six and three-quarters feet ta
    He is about six and three-quarters feet tall and appears to be an adult. He has long raven black hair gathered into a tight glass-beaded plait, long-lashed dark gray eyes, and a bead-strung braided goatee. His skin is tan and his body's build is solid. He has a trio of sigils inked on his face, hailing to some kind of tribal ancestry.
    , hailing to some kind of tribal ancestry.  +
  • He is not a tall man and short by even the
    He is not a tall man and short by even the most generous of standards. His squat form is crowned with a balding hairline with only a few short hairs littering the top of his head while male pattern baldness has taken over the rest. Self-care never seemed to be a priority and his skin shows wrinkles and varying scars. One would not describe the man as well-kempt or noble. He looks to have toiled and lived a haggard life. There are a few oddities littered about his person. His earlobes are puffy and have encountered extensive damage. His hands and knuckles are gnarled and crack with movement. The man appears in his late forties or early fifties. He has a steel grey eyes and a cluttered countenance.
    eel grey eyes and a cluttered countenance.  +
  • He is not a tall man at all, but he is bui
    He is not a tall man at all, but he is built solidly and with the thick musculature of a healthy, robust life spent in hard work and training. Unruly blonde hair frames a clean-cut face not yet heavily marred, and sky-blue eyes hold the world in a grounded gaze. The classic angles of his face balance a strong nose with a clear brow and a strong, stubbled jaw. The man moves with the easy grace of a seasoned warrior, his posture one of instinctual balance and readiness.
    one of instinctual balance and readiness.  +
  • He is not short but neither is he tall, hi
    He is not short but neither is he tall, his shoulders are rounded from the years and a life of plenty has left him with the roundness of a gut and the full face despite his age. His limbs are sturdy the strength of movement and work still lingering even if there may be a tremor from time to time. His skin is wrinkling especially around the eyes and his cheeks, the hued leathery brown from years of labor. His hair is bone white and only now beginning to thin, kept combed back in a slick styling.
    thin, kept combed back in a slick styling.  +
  • He is not tall, perhaps close to half a he
    He is not tall, perhaps close to half a head shorter than most of his contemporary knights. There is a stiffness in how he moves that betrays that youthful grace has left him and is usually replaced with pain and discomfort, but his build is thick and powerful and his big, knobby hands look like they can pack a painful wallop. His face is weathered, and scarred and painted in stern lines. He wears a full beard that is pepper grey and his eyes glint like steel. {w({nHe looks tired.{w){n
    int like steel. {w({nHe looks tired.{w){n  +
  • He is of average height with brown hair, t
    He is of average height with brown hair, touched by the sun, and warm brown eyes composed of many overlapping hues. His body is lean, but athletic, and his gait is often slow and ambling. Many describe his voice and style of speech as comforting, though he can be boisterous or cutting given occasion. He is quick to smile, but also prone to staring in an unnerving manner, especially when asking difficult questions.
    specially when asking difficult questions.  +
  • He is of average height, with confident po
    He is of average height, with confident posture, and a devious gleam in his gray eyes. His form is lean, and, in spite of his natural olive complexion, its fairer shade suggests he spends far less time in the sun than most of the members of his family. His face is angular, and his straight black hair generally sweeps languidly away from his features. He has a pleasant, full, Lycene-accented voice that is adept at putting those around him at ease, though prone, at times, to excitement and rapidity that can be infectious.
    ement and rapidity that can be infectious.  +
  • He is slightly over average height, with a
    He is slightly over average height, with a physique composed of lean muscle. His hair is a lustrous black, and his eyes a dark but vibrant shade of brown. A scar marks the lower right side of his cheek and jaw, creating a memorable fishhook pattern causing a subtle break in his beard. Like the sea, his expressions are sometimes fierce and full of wrath, and other times serene. Something in his eyes always seems to suggest a depth and vastness like that of the waters over which he's prone to sail.
    the waters over which he's prone to sail.  +
  • He is very short but has a cute, charming
    He is very short but has a cute, charming look to his eyes. He finds his youthful appearance garners more trust from passerby's and uses it to his full advantage. His hair is choppy and short, and he usually wears ragged, plain clothes to help him blend into a crowd. His left ear is pierced and he has a dusting of freckles all over his face and neck.
    ng of freckles all over his face and neck.  +
  • He stands about 5'10", and weighs about 19
    He stands about 5'10", and weighs about 190 lbs. He has the built of someone who does not lounge around all day, but engages in strenuous physical activities for long periods at a time. This gives him a well-define rip corded muscular built that is accentuated by his brown coffee color skin. He appears to be in his mid to late twenties and has a clean shaven face. His dark brown eyes hold a whimsical alertness. There is a plethora of small dreaded locks of hair on top of his head, while the rest of his hair on the sides has been cut neatly short. He doesn't have any facial hair on his cheeks. His cheeks rest high on his face making his smiles and smirks more pronounced and noticeable. A noticeable scar inhabits a place right under his left ear. The scar is still visible a couple inches on the left-side of his neck too.
    e inches on the left-side of his neck too.  +
  • He's a rake and a rogue, from the sparkle
    He's a rake and a rogue, from the sparkle in his green eyes to the mischievous tilt of his dimpled grin. Maybe he'd been a handsome youth but middle-age has done more for Jareth than the bloom of youth could have. The rumples that appear on his brow and beside his hawkish nose are endearing; the silver that laces his thick dark hair is heaviest at the temples and lends him a distinguished air. A long-healed scar bisects one feathery eyebrow and adds a touch of dangerous charm to his already appealing features. He is tall and lean, and moves like a fencer, or a dancer...or a lover.
    s like a fencer, or a dancer...or a lover.  +
  • He's a rather large man, tall and well-bui
    He's a rather large man, tall and well-built with cold, icy blue eyes surveying the world with a constant casual vigilance. His light brown hair is kept cropped tightly against his skull, his jaw typically set with a full beard. Scars can be found here and there, signs of various battles. His wrists are thick and strong, the hands that top them equally well-developed and heavily callused.
    ually well-developed and heavily callused.  +
  • He's a tall man, six feet in height, with
    He's a tall man, six feet in height, with a slim frame. He has allowed his hair to grow: it is shoulder length, straight and glossy black. His face is graced with a fine, aristocratic nose flanked by well pronounced cheekbones, sitting above a well groomed moustache flowing down to join a well kept, clipped beard. His eyes are obsidian jewels with a piercing look. They often glimmer with good humor and unrestrained curiosity even though the rest of his face might remain passive.
    the rest of his face might remain passive.  +
  • He's a willow crowned by sunrise-- all sle
    He's a willow crowned by sunrise-- all slender limbs and knots of muscle, tall and firm, with a lion's mane that cascades down his neck in autumnal ringlets. He's a fair-skinned canvas for complementary colors, that fierce reddish-orange hair paired with leaf-blade eyes of vivid green. A long narrow nose, thick brows, and thin lips define his face, all wrapped in a well-groomed full beard of darker red, the mustache particularly thick and curling at the tips. But suiting so fiery a scheme, he smolders in his expressions and moods-- he's often looking past people, seeming lost in thought, and has few idle physical motions, depressive in the brooding stillness of his form. For all his handsomeness, rarely does he look pleased.
    handsomeness, rarely does he look pleased.  +
  • Heartbreaking beauty. Loveliness found in
    Heartbreaking beauty. Loveliness found in sorrow. This is Helle at a glance. Her hair of midnight sable falls in sweeping waves to caress skin of pale alabaster, cheeks like roses, to frame eyes the dark gray of unfathomably deep wells. Pale pink lips almost always shape an inverse bow, pulled into gloomy contemplation one too many times, frozen in that cynical pout. Helle is tall, willowy, as if carved from the shape of a reaching tree somewhere, graceful lines and fragile strength, body stretching to the forest canopy to find the light. There is little care taken in garb, in grooming. Hers is a natural fairness. {w({nA little bit mad{w){n
    ural fairness. {w({nA little bit mad{w){n  +
  • Heavily molded by the harsh climes encompa
    Heavily molded by the harsh climes encompassing Northern Arvum, Locke has the physique of a rock-climber or swimmer; well-defined, especially in upper arm strength, but not necessarily as broadly built as a bear-wrestling northerner might be. Sharp facial features and angles bring together Locke's appearance, decorated further with dark hair and an adequately kept beard. He teeters the line of appearing scruffy and agile, yet entirely carefully composed and dignified -- a natural talent, much like his ability to keep in shape while purportedly pouring in little effort.
    hile purportedly pouring in little effort.  +
  • Height is the least measure of a man but A
    Height is the least measure of a man but Aindre Grayson rises high regardless, rounding out at six feet tall. There is a broadness of shoulders and thickness of arms that implies strength over quickness but despite that he moves with a surprising ease of grace. The stormy blue-silver of his eyes creates a striking contrast against the smooth light brown of his skintone, making them one of the man's more notable features. They're surrounded by thick brows and prominent cheekbones that both help to lend a noble bearing to his face. A strong jawline which rarely is allowed to forego a clean shave cradles generous lips well-suited to the large and earnest smiles he's capable of whenever they're not pursed in serious thought or dedicated to looking disappointed in someone. If let go, his thick black hair would be capable of riots and for that reason he keeps it cut close and respectably shaped to match the rest of his meticulous grooming.
    match the rest of his meticulous grooming.  +
  • Helia is a quicksilver-swift young woman,
    Helia is a quicksilver-swift young woman, sculpted by seventeen years of sailing on the Compact's seas. The hourglass curves of her body have been toned and streamlined by a life of deckwork, swordplay and swimming in the ocean, while the sun's rays have coaxed out gilded freckles across her button nose and round rosy cheeks. She lacks the salt-weathered complexion often found among sailors, with only a whisper of fine lines beneath doe-like eyes of liquid-dark hazel. Her hair is a dusky brown that's inclined to bleach into golden highlights or to redden during blazing summers, falling down her back in a cascade of often-tousled waves. A feline smile transforms her face from something cute into something roguish -- a wide grin that reveals a flash of straight white teeth.
    t reveals a flash of straight white teeth.  +
  • Hella is a quicksilver-swift young woman,
    Hella is a quicksilver-swift young woman, sculpted by seventeen years of sailing on the Compact's seas. The hourglass curves of her body have been toned and streamlined by a life of deckwork, swordplay and swimming in the ocean, while the sun's rays have coaxed out gilded freckles across her button nose and round rosy cheeks. She lacks the salt-weathered complexion often found among sailors, with only a whisper of fine lines beneath doe-like eyes of liquid-dark hazel. Her hair is a dusky brown that's inclined to bleach into golden highlights or to redden during blazing summers, falling down her back in a cascade of often-tousled waves. A feline smile transforms her face from something cute into something roguish -- a wide grin that reveals a flash of straight white teeth.
    t reveals a flash of straight white teeth.  +
  • Her brown waves and curls are rarely tamed
    Her brown waves and curls are rarely tamed or coiffed, lightened at the ends from sun exposure. Her fair skin, likewise, has been thoroughly loved by the sun and it gives her complexion a permanent cocoa hue. Her sky-pale eyes are a stark standout - a flash of crystal in a warm, sun soaked visage. She's on the lean and rangy side; sleek feminine contours often hidden and usually ignored. Her grins are wide and wonderful on her heart-shaped face, revealing the most fetching dimples.
    face, revealing the most fetching dimples.  +
  • Her complexion is entirely fair, the white
    Her complexion is entirely fair, the white of an albino's skin almost a stark pale resembling snow, while her nose and lips shine a faint passionate crimson. Just like her skin, her hair appears to lack color almost being silvered from the dull blonde it was. Despite her pale skin, her lithe body is balanced and sturdy, heavy but thin.
    dy is balanced and sturdy, heavy but thin.  +
  • Her curly ebony locks cascade in deep dark
    Her curly ebony locks cascade in deep dark ringlets voluminously down her back in thick rivulets that catch the light despite their darkness with luscious, healthy shine. This richness frames a rounder face, with warmly toned and perfectly smooth skin, her high cheekbones rosy and her full lips plump and pink. Her nose is button-cute, yet she manages to be a gentle beauty with bright, intelligent eyes the color of melting chocolate. Her figure is slender, with gentle curves, and she often wears a relaxed, affable expression.
    often wears a relaxed, affable expression.  +
  • Her dark gold eyes stand out from the rest
    Her dark gold eyes stand out from the rest of her features, the intense way that she fixes her gaze on someone might unnerve them. She is a comely woman with very long black hair that drapes down her back to her hips. High cheekbones and full lips rarely arrange themselves into a smile, but there is always a look of amusement flitting in her features that hints at some sardonic joke that only she understands. She is tall and lean with subtle curves and wiry muscle. Her olive toned skin is faultless, save for one small scar on her bottom lip.
    save for one small scar on her bottom lip.  +
  • Her eyes are striking in clarity and hue,
    Her eyes are striking in clarity and hue, framed by a sooty thickness of eyelashes and artfully enhanced by a subtle hand at eye makeup. Their color is the deep gold of an amber whiskey by firelight, and they gleam with an inner flame of intensity that makes Grazia unlikely to lose staring contests with most. Her hair is a dark, glossy mahogany, falling in a cascade of fine silk to her shoulders; it is a dark relief to the warm gold of her olive skin and the deep gold of her eyes. Tall and elegant, even-featured with high, strong bone structure, there is a fineness to her features, to the hawkish line of her nose, and a softness to the fullness of her mouth, that could suggest gentleness or delicacy. Yet there is something about her carriage that suggests, instead, a battering ram.
    e that suggests, instead, a battering ram.  +
  • Her eyes are the brown of deep woods, flec
    Her eyes are the brown of deep woods, flecked with green like summer leaves. Her fair skin heavily freckled with time spent in the sun, generous lips naturally pink and full. She's got a hawks watchfulness in those eyes, and the stalking grace of a cat in her motions. Red hair a vibrant riot of crimson that no comb can hope to tame clouds about her face, swept back from her brow under the auspices of a single leather thong into some semblance of order.
    eather thong into some semblance of order.  +
  • Her face and coloring are fair, a high for
    Her face and coloring are fair, a high forehead and gently arched blonde brows accentuate pale blue-grey eyes. A strong yet feminine jawline frames her features, while a graceful neck leads into narrow shoulders, heralding her long, slim frame. Curling waves of blonde hair fall to mid back when worn loose. Most guesses would put her on the younger side of thirty.
    uld put her on the younger side of thirty.  +
  • Her face is barely heart-shaped, given the prominence over her chin, but it still captures a look of wonder when seeing some of the simplest things in life. There are moments of sudden sorrow that flash across her aquamarine eyes.  +
  • Her face is well defined; it would almost
    Her face is well defined; it would almost be sharp were it not for the slight softening of her features around the cheekbones, the chin, and the tip of the nose. It makes her look younger than she is, though the scars marr the impression. This is someone who has seen battle, and likely more than one. Four faint but visible scars stretch diagonally across her face from right to left, just barely missing both eyes, another connects across her left cheek, and one last can only just be made out across her forehead. They're thin and well healed, but look like the sort that might be inflicted by a blade. Her eyes are a cloudy sort of gray, and her hair a somewhat darkish red, short enough that it doesn't quite touch her shoulders, long enough that it hangs past the chin. There's not a lot of bulk to the woman, her height utterly unremarkable, but there is no mistaking the well toned limbs, or the way she carries herself even without a drawn weapon. She has an ease of movement even under harsh conditions, but it's not the fluidity of a dancer so much as the learned finesse of someone who has spent their life surviving by being quick on their feet. In the same way, perhaps, she has a light step even when she doesn't appear to be making any conscious effort to move quietly.
    king any conscious effort to move quietly.  +
  • Her face is well defined; it would almost
    Her face is well defined; it would almost be sharp were it not for the slight softening of her features around the cheekbones, the chin, and the tip of the nose. It makes her look younger than she is, though the scars marr the impression. This is someone who has seen battle, and likely more than one. Four faint but visible scars stretch diagonally across her face from right to left, just barely missing both eyes, another connects across her left cheek, and one last can only just be made out across her forehead. They're thin and well healed, but look like the sort that might be inflicted by a blade. Her eyes are a cloudy sort of gray, and her hair a somewhat darkish red, short enough that it doesn't quite touch her shoulders, long enough that it hangs past the chin. She's of average height with a reasonably slender, athletic build that's well suited for scout work, though she certainly appears sturdy enough to hold her own in battle should the situation call for it.
    n battle should the situation call for it.  +
  • Her face resembles that of an angel's, wit
    Her face resembles that of an angel's, with a perfectly oval face, high cheekbones, and long lashes to frame her very light blue eyes, where mischief tends to echo. Her mouth is shaped in a prefect bow. Honey brown hair falls to the middle of her back in soft waves. She looks delicate like glass considering how petite she is, though she still has hints of feminine curves.
    gh she still has hints of feminine curves.  +
  • Her figure is crafted of lean muscle and s
    Her figure is crafted of lean muscle and smooth tan skin, though her curves are perfectly proportionate and very feminine. Thick flowing raven hair hangs down past her shoulders. Her face is softly rounded with perfectly manicured dark brows, full lips usually painted a pink hue and stunning brown eyes with flecks of gold that seem to look through things when she peers at them. Her accent is strong, and the soft jingle of bells follows her from the bells she wears in her ears. When she walks she turns heads and she knows it, a flick of her hair, a wink or a flutter of her lashes is given to every admirer. Her words are like silk to the ears and that smile when turned up seems to brighten even the darkest night.
    seems to brighten even the darkest night.  +
  • Her hair is a deep mahogany auburn that cu
    Her hair is a deep mahogany auburn that curls slightly the longer it grows. She has a tendency to keep her hair swept up and out of her face. Practical but elegant all the same. Her expressions range from concentrated, deep in thought to a peaceful lovely smile. Bright hazel eyes peer out at the world around her with a look of intrigue and curiosity.
    her with a look of intrigue and curiosity.  +
  • Her hair is a nondescript crimson-orange,
    Her hair is a nondescript crimson-orange, loosely curled, pulled back in deference to her duties most often. Her stature is middling and her form is on the rounder side. She boasts a permanent limp and a scar on the side of her neck that looks like it should have killed her. But even more obvious than those deformities is the startling beauty that radiates from Margret's dark gray eyes. One has only to look in the pools of those deep, velvety, compassionate eyes to see that there's a wealth of warmth inside. All else falls by the wayside as inconsequential.
    e falls by the wayside as inconsequential.  +
  • Her hair spun from shimmering gold reaches
    Her hair spun from shimmering gold reaches down her waist and is this woman's pride and joy, always woven into multiple interconnected braids and complex stylings that would denote hours spent each morning tending to her mane. When she smiles she does so with eyes blue as the sky as much as she does with a wide mouth, showing her upper row of teeth which features a set of pointy cuspids. Possessed of a strong body that would make obvious this is a woman who is used to plenty of physical activity, the tall Islander also has the curves to match her attractive visage.
    the curves to match her attractive visage.  +
  • Her lovely features might easily mark her
    Her lovely features might easily mark her out of the crowd, as she is tall and long of limb with a fair face bearing brilliant blue eyes and framed by strawberry blonde locks. However, she carries herself like someone who would rather not be so often noticed. She rarely makes direct eye contact and shies from lingering long at the center of anyone's attention. Her voice is songbird sweet, though she is more taciturn than talkative.
    hough she is more taciturn than talkative.  +
  • Her movements are languid and lazy like a
    Her movements are languid and lazy like a sleepy housecat, but her toned figure suggests she is capable of physical exertion. If she really wanted to. She is a tall statuesque woman with long toned legs and graceful arms. Her coloring is dusky: bronze skin and dark chestnut wavy hair with a hint of red to it. Her hair is often loose, and manages to look tousled despite her best efforts. Her gray eyes contrast with the earthiness of her skin, and makes a color that might be mundane on someone else look stunning on her.
    dane on someone else look stunning on her.  +
  • Her presence is an invigorating one: all r
    Her presence is an invigorating one: all richly colored skin and hair, smooth feline grace, and a voice that dives from songbird trills of laughter to depths of shadow and smoke. Her eyes are a deep, soft black -- warm, like obsidian left to soak up the sun on a summer afternoon. Her face is sculpted of long, graceful lines and sharp angles; a strength in her features that is framed by loose, inky curls. Her hands are remarkable, fine-boned and long fingered. She gestures with such easy elegance one can only assume she spent ages at practice, to appear so effortless.
    ages at practice, to appear so effortless.  +
  • Her red curls are bright enough to serve a
    Her red curls are bright enough to serve as a pennant, highly noticable and unmistakable as they tumble over Shazza's shoulders and down her back. Bright blue eyes regard the world with a curious mix of cleverness and yearning, as if she's well accustomed to pragmatism but hasn't quite decided to give up on being a dreamer in entirety just yet. More pretty than beautiful, were she a woman of richer means her skin would no doubt be the hue of creamy ivory, but a much enjoyed life of activity has rendered it just a shade or two darker, offset by cheeks pink with health. Her sleek figure suggests an early life of athleticism, built more to hard work's endurance than bulky strength. The corner of her mouth seems to constantly curve upward, giving her a slightly knowing air. This is a clever woman who knows what she's about.
    a clever woman who knows what she's about.  +
  • Her skin is a touch too dark for cream; he
    Her skin is a touch too dark for cream; her eyes a little too bright to be gray. Thick waves of warm brown spill well past her shoulders, typically tamed away from the roundness of her face. Large and expressive, the clean gray--silver--of her eyes is easily the woman's most striking feature, further accentuated by the healthy darkness of prominent limbal rings. Athletically toned and on the shorter side of five feet, from a certain angle, in a certain light, Amieli might be described as delicate, if delicate were the profile of a rapier blade. Hers is a silent, understated grace, a fluidity of movement and an awareness of it that suggests a marriage of shadowed silk and sharpened steel.
    iage of shadowed silk and sharpened steel.  +
  • Her voluminous raven hair, lush as heavy v
    Her voluminous raven hair, lush as heavy velvet, cascades around her dainty form in silken ringlets that sway past the flare of her hips, warm with red-gold highlight. Over the point of her ear, a curl falls to linger against her round cheek. She is touched vulpine, in the brushstroke arch of her brows, the curve of her slim jaw, the button of her nose and peek of her fangs. Fragile as snow, her porcelain skin glows from within, rosed across her high cheekbones and flushed sanguine in the bloom of full lips. Azure eyes, large and upturned to a soft tilt, drink light through the languid sweep of sable lashes, her pupils ringed in fiery gold. Filigree scars trace her collarbone to the column of her throat, the crest of her right shoulder burned pearlescent. She curves in womanly silhouette, the delicacy of her figure refined lean throughout her shoulders, her spine, her slight waist and limbs. Branded with precision, a swirl of lines and angles laces her left palm, her inner wrists finely slashed.
    eft palm, her inner wrists finely slashed.  +
  • Her warm brown skin and expressive, liquid
    Her warm brown skin and expressive, liquid brown eyes speak nothing of her years, and her round, youthful face is framed by a soft cloud of thick black curls. Her soft, full lips are quick to share a warm smile with new acquaintances as easily as her closest family and friends. In her rare moments of stillness, there is a quiet uncertainty about her.
    s, there is a quiet uncertainty about her.  +
  • Here is a man edging into his middle ages
    Here is a man edging into his middle ages with dark brown hair and dark brown eyes edged with the crinkle that you get when you've spent a lifetime getting too much sun. He's pretty pale besides that, tho that sun has left him with the faded hints of freckles throughout the year. He's usually dressed like a low noble or high commoner, simple tunic with light decorations and pointless pauldrons of the Valdarin fashion, metal shoulder bands linked together with a light steel chain. Heavy breeches, heavy belt, and heavy boots round out the fashion of someone who works more than not.
    ashion of someone who works more than not.  +
  • Here is a man who, even out of armor, just
    Here is a man who, even out of armor, just has the look of life-long soldier, yet not a knight. From the gnarled right hand to the weathered and rough facial features, he would not be considered attractive in the classical sense, but perhaps not wholly horrifying either. Grizzled and worn are good descriptors. His light brown hair tends to be pulled back into a simple tail and the blue eyes that peek out from a scarred brow can sometimes have a flinty look to them. Taller while not being overly huge, he's still robust for his age. The most noticable thing about him is the fact that his left arm is missing, or at least half of it, leaving half of his forearm, elbow, and upper arm. This usually requires his sleeves to be folded and pinned to eliminate the slack.
    folded and pinned to eliminate the slack.  +
  • Here is a portrait of Eiran Laurent: spraw
    Here is a portrait of Eiran Laurent: sprawled long-limbed and flung out in an attitude of perfect despair, dark hair unkempt and limpid eyes full of deepest wist. No; here he is, lean and strong in a forward charge, a shield on one muscular arm and a mace swung up in the other, his even features written with battle-mad delight. Try again; swaying forward on his toes, mesmerized by an enchanting beauty in one face or another, his lush lips pouty with earnest need. All of these are Eiran. His dynamism is what makes him striking, rather than any perfection of his looks, which are pleasant but unremarkable -- except for the languid depths of those clear and velvet eyes.
    uid depths of those clear and velvet eyes.  +
  • Here is a summer thunderstorm in a man's s
    Here is a summer thunderstorm in a man's shape. He's all size and muscle and overwhelming good humor. No fellow as tall, broad shouldered and barrel-chested as he is should be so light on his feet, but so it is with massed stormclouds driven by high winds, and so it shall be with Holt too. He has too much energy to channel and a lifetime of activity has made him quick on his feet, more so than any would expect of a man his size. This energy gives him a lively, exuberant demeanor; no emotion touches him that does not immediately register in his expression, and sincerity shines in his face like a beacon. He is impulsive, extravagant in his declarations, and probably, most will conclude, not very bright. They'd be wrong about that last part. He has long coal-black hair and a tan that speaks of hours spent out of doors. His eyes are a pale, steely grey, but despite the starkness of their color, they have a youthful kind of friendliness to them that provides a pleasant contrast to the masculinity of his face. Those eyes sit below slightly bushy eyebrows, and above a set of high cheekbones, a straight nose and a wide but somewhat thin-lipped mouth. He has a strong chin and a well defined jawline that frames his face nicely, and always seems to sport at least a little bit of stubble. The sun has left crinkles at the corners of his eyes, though the responsibility for that could be chalked up to his frequent smiles.
    ould be chalked up to his frequent smiles.  +
  • Here stands a woman of simple elegance. Sh
    Here stands a woman of simple elegance. She is short, only standing a little over five foot but her shape is curvy with an hourglass figure. She wears no great adornments, no jewelry but has piecing, emerald green eyes, a small, petite nose and cupids bow lips. She's got long, flame colored locks of spiral curls she keeps pulled back in a twisted and braided up-do though several curls refuse to be tamed and escape the braids to frame her face. Her skin is pale but the sun has left it's mark upon her with freckles that pepper her nose and her cheeks and even the tops of her shoulders. She wears a gown made in beautiful pale blue and dark blue fabric, the colors of the ocean. The bodice of her dress hugs tight to her upper half, showing off her slim waist and creating a flirty show of full cleavage. Her collarbone and shoulders are left mostly bare though at the very edge of her shoulders the gown's bell sleeves begin and extends all the way down to the floor. The skirt of this lovely gown is made with yards and yards of fabric that flows gracefully with every movement the delicate woman makes.
    h every movement the delicate woman makes.  +
  • Here's a man who is probably younger than
    Here's a man who is probably younger than he looks. Haunted might be a good word to describe the vibe he emits; a little too hard around some edges, a little scarred and calloused on others with an oft-times far-away look when there's nothing demanding his attention. He carries himself with a posture that is at times prouder than would be suggested by his station in life. Blue eyes are pale, with a colour that feels faded and dull, lending him a hard gaze. His olive skin is no stranger to the sun, nor to injury with a catalogue of small insults writ there from blade, fire and molten metal. For all these flaws, he's not unattractive and is obviously no stranger to demanding work and effort, with an impressively sturdy build that's matched with an artisan's dexterity. Black hair is kept short but achieves a reasonable level of kemptness.
    achieves a reasonable level of kemptness.  +
  • Hers is a barely mature beauty, only just
    Hers is a barely mature beauty, only just reaching her mid-years, she still clings to youth's glory. Wide blue eyes the color of a summer sea are framed in thick lashes, only the barest hint of laugh lines crinkling the corners. Her mouth is generous, expressive, quick with a smile, sometimes pinched in an affectionately judgemental purse. She is of average height and built on a lean, but womanly frame. She is, in a word, sweet, projecting a sense of good-spirited fun that builds upon her otherwise youthful charm.
    builds upon her otherwise youthful charm.  +
  • Hers is a beauty at once sensual and strik
    Hers is a beauty at once sensual and striking, her face carved, seemingly, of living marble: she is startling to behold. Her hair is the black of shadows, her eyes scorching amber. Those eyes are riveting -- behind lashes thick and dark as smoke, they burn bright and dangerous as any flame. Her lips are lush and full, red as dragonweep; her smile, a smile of so many secrets, is mesmerizing. Tall, with long legs and tempting curves, she commands attention, and her voice, when she speaks, is arresting.
    her voice, when she speaks, is arresting.  +
  • Hers is a beauty expressed in the warmth s
    Hers is a beauty expressed in the warmth she radiates out to the world, in the kindness of her ink black eyes, the smiles that linger on her full lips. Her features are classically lovely, her bearing poised, but it is the warmth that shines through her that makes her beauty come to life. Her black hair is always, always, pulled back into a fiendishly tight knot, the coils of her hair plaited, twisted and adorned with hairpins to keep it in place, baring the tender nape of her elegant neck, highlighting the breadth of her shoulders. Her figure is statuesque, curved and feminine, and while she is fit, she is lacking in muscular definition. Her hands are nimble, long fingered and show signs of frequent work, belying that while noble, she is accustomed to labor of some sort. Across the palm of her left hand she has a curious mark, like a discolored scar.
    as a curious mark, like a discolored scar.  +
  • Hers is a gentle visage, with cornflower b
    Hers is a gentle visage, with cornflower blue eyes and a set of dimpled cheeks that flush prettily with every display of emotion. She's soft and feminine, with sweet curves and dainty hands. For all her sugary charm however, there is an occasional hint of mischief in those big blue eyes, a touch of spice to her 'everything nice'.
    a touch of spice to her 'everything nice'.  +
  • Hers is a most startling, extrinsic beauty
    Hers is a most startling, extrinsic beauty to behold; sleek lines and dusky skin, silken in its youth, are the canvas of which features so delicately refined are formed. Expressive brows give way to the slant of almondine eyes hued a shade reminiscent of molten gold in which it is so very easy to lose oneself in; at least, until long, sooted lashes lower demurely. The gentle round of cheeks curves down toward the natural pout of lush, bow-shaped lips, while rich golden brown curls spill free in their riotous cascade. Possessed of an endearing smile invoked at nearly all of life's simplest of pleasures, one would be hard-pressed to catch her in anything but good spirits. In regards to her shape, she is naught but a spritely thing of lithe muscle softened by feminine curves, while an intricate array of vibrantly hued ink painted upon her skin is an ever-changing artwork when bared.
    in is an ever-changing artwork when bared.  +
  • Hers is a startling and extrinsic sort of
    Hers is a startling and extrinsic sort of beauty to behold; soft lines and sun-kissed golden skin are the canvas of features so delicately refined, while rich mahogany roots give way to the spill of ashen waves softer than the richest of fine-spun silks in their riotous cascade. Artfully shaped dark brows give way to bewitching, angled, graphite eyes in which it is so very easy to lose oneself in; at least, until long, sooted lashes lower demurely. The gentle round of cheeks curves down toward the natural pout of lush, bow-shaped lips. While hers is a silhouette that inspires to mind imagery of delicate pixies, she is possessed of a carefree whimsy that strikes her to be larger than life. Her smile is arresting and utterly infectious, fast to arrive and slow to depart, and hers is a voice of breathtaking clarity poised to shatter even the most frigid of hearts.
    to shatter even the most frigid of hearts.  +
  • Hers is a statuesque beauty, long of limb
    Hers is a statuesque beauty, long of limb and slightly broad in the shoulder. Shapely, with rounded curves and fair skin that holds a hint of golden tan. Her eyes are a brown so dark they are nearly indistinguishable from the pupils and framed in thick, sooty lashes. Her hair frames her face in waves of midnight black, nearly reaching her waist on the rare occasion it is left loose. She projects a demure charm, though when she does smile, she lights up as radiant as a shining star.
    he lights up as radiant as a shining star.  +
  • Hers is the beauty of some far off star, r
    Hers is the beauty of some far off star, radiant and fair: she is startling to behold. Her hair, though black as nightfall, is touched with starlight, spun luminous and glittering through soft, loose curls. Her eyes are lucent silver; behind lashes thick and dark as cosmos, those pale eyes shine moon-bright. Her smile, borne upon lips of blushed rose, is mesmerizing, and her voice, when she speaks, rings clear as clarion.
    , when she speaks, rings clear as clarion.  +
  • High arched brows over sweet doe eyes give
    High arched brows over sweet doe eyes give Jennyva a regular expression that seems mildly surprised, or cheerfully inquisitive. She has a warm and earthy mein with her dark auburn hair and deep cinnamon eyes; that smattering of fawn freckles across her golden cheeks, and her pleasantly soft curves. A touch on the tall side but in no way athletic, this lady uses her stature mostly for the expert display of lush fabrics and smart tailoring.
    splay of lush fabrics and smart tailoring.  +
  • High, stark cheekbones and the hawkish hoo
    High, stark cheekbones and the hawkish hook of a nose combine to give Percephon a sharp, aggressive look. His eyes are dark and liquid, a deep brown with warmth to it when they catch the light, but seeming black as shadow at other times. His hair is thick, dark auburn curls, ordinarily bound behind him at his nape. Tall and thin with narrow hips and a whisper of the unfinished about his rangy height, there is something elusive and inconsistent about the dark gaze, except when it is sharpened and clarified by his small round-frame glasses.
    larified by his small round-frame glasses.  +
  • Hip-length black hair runs in silken threa
    Hip-length black hair runs in silken threads down the woman's back, pins and braids used to keep the long tresses from obscrung her face more than she desires in the given moment. She's a fine-boned figure and that extends to the delicate makeup of her face, set with a slight heart-shape with a prominent chin. Her bow lips are small, her nose cute, and her eyes wide and brown. The woman's ears might be called elfin, stopping just shy of having an actual point to them.
    ust shy of having an actual point to them.  +
  • Hip-length hair falling down over the curv
    Hip-length hair falling down over the curves of a voluptuous figure rough in the outline of the woman herself. Despite her 5'2" of height she carries herself with pure confidence and earned swagger. Her eyebrows, thin and arched, show that her natural hair color is jet black despite the wig she might be wearing or the complicated weave it has. Her wide cinnamon eyes glint reddish in the light, and her thick lips find a neutral line drawn on them more often than a cheery smile.
    wn on them more often than a cheery smile.  +
  • Hiram Kelly doesn't quite reach six feet t
    Hiram Kelly doesn't quite reach six feet tall but he's close enough that he'll tell you he does. Despite that kind of height his whip-lean build works against him in the ways of striking an intimidating presence - or at least most of his presence in whichever ways it is being wielded is found in the force of his personality. He has the sun-loved skin of a man that has done a lot of travelling and the sort of dark eyes that have seen plenty of trouble in his time, with the kind of calloused hands that can't be just from his days of slinging ink or flipping cards. He isn't just well-groomed for a commoner, maintaining his appearance seems to be his watchword. Whether sober or deep into his cups he's inclined to smile usually and he does it well and calmly sometimes even when the situation should call for panic. Especially when something absolutely awful is leaving his mouth.
    ing absolutely awful is leaving his mouth.  +
  • His dark brown hair is worn swept back fro
    His dark brown hair is worn swept back from his face, no doubt pushed out of place by impatient fingers, the likes of which are more calloused than those of many noblemen. Harlan is handsome, not ruggedly so but certainly rough around the edges, with sensual, dark green eyes and a strong jawline sporting a nigh-perpetual five o'clock shadow. Athleticism is written into his lean frame, the muscles of which are usually drawn taut save for when he is released into the great outdoors, at which point he seems to visibly relax.
    at which point he seems to visibly relax.  +
  • His features suggest a story that rarely p
    His features suggest a story that rarely passes his lips; they are instead given to the ease of smiles. Whatever darkness is hinted by the scarring that touches him at brow and jaw, it's transmuted through the alchemy of his charm to something rakish and playful. His color is as warm as his manner, friendly and engaging. He stands tall, and while not powerful, there's a presence that animates his motions and projects beyond the space he occupies, one that invites others closer, to share the frequent smiles.
    hers closer, to share the frequent smiles.  +
  • His hair is thick and dark, his eyes dark
    His hair is thick and dark, his eyes dark and clear, veiled by a sooty thickness of eyelashes. His skin is warmly brown, his facial shape cast far too gently for statuary: high cheekbones, but soft cheeks, a high jaw with soft, full lips. The mouth might seem more kissable and inviting if the dark eyebrows were not so often pulled together, deep in thought. The tiny crease of thought between his brows, crowning the bridge of his nose, is so frequent that he's told it may one day become permanent. Tall and slim in a boyish way, there's a reedy slightness to his build that makes it hard to take him seriously as any kind of physical threat.
    seriously as any kind of physical threat.  +
  • His hair the brown of dark oak shot throug
    His hair the brown of dark oak shot through at the temples with silver, this man has a noble bearing, always straight-backed and solid in his movements, no wasted motion or flippant behavior. His eyes are chocolate brown and set in a slightly broad face with angular jaw and cheeks. His frame is not overly muscled, built on the lighter side but without an ounce of fat upon it, his fingers clever and slender and his smile ready and even with all teeth present and accounted for.
    with all teeth present and accounted for.  +
  • His is a lithe beauty, made of sharp featu
    His is a lithe beauty, made of sharp features and practiced poise. Slender and standing five foot ten inches, Kyler's black hair and caramel skin are the perfect backdrop for a pair of astounding sapphire blue eyes. Clean shaven with a wicked smile and cultured repartee, he is the delight of most gatherings, easily able to grab hold of the spotlight and not let go.
    grab hold of the spotlight and not let go.  +
  • His weighty brow casts shadows over his ey
    His weighty brow casts shadows over his eyes, startling in their brightness and green hue compared to the complexion of his sun-washed skin and charcoal hair, kept messily shorn along with a roughened beard. The soldiers body is lean and hungry with hidden reserves of strength, tightly compacted concord of muscle waiting to lash out like vipers in the pit. Beyond the dower stare, the lonesome demeanour, there's no eluding the palpable aura of violence in his movements; old blood and battlefield dirt lining the underside of his nails, interminably.
    the underside of his nails, interminably.  +
  • Honed through study and knight training; s
    Honed through study and knight training; she has a compact and well-muscled athletic body. Long, lean lines and well-toned muscles give her an unusual panther-like stalking grace when she moves. Freckles appear everywhere like ground-in dirt or dried blood spatter that stand out against her ivory complexion. Her hair is dark brown, what the poetic would kindly call mahogany or russet, and pulled into a hasty bun or braid. She has a narrow, square-jawed face that has become more angular as the heart-shaped softness of youth has faded. She has a strong brow with thin and straight eyebrows, angular cheekbones, and gray eyes that give her a predator's gaze. She bears the marks of being roughened up by experience in the field: broken and poorly healed with a raised welt across the bridge of her hawkish nose, her wry mouth has been bisected by the thin weal of a vertical scar.
    ected by the thin weal of a vertical scar.  +
  • Hours of practice have created a man of le
    Hours of practice have created a man of lean muscles whose already swarthy skin has been darkened even further by the sun. His dark, curly hair is kept short in a cut that is both utilitarian and fashionable as is his close-cropped beard. He carries himself with the easy, graceful air of a privileged upbringing, undercut occasionally by a rare and fleeting sadness that passes over his almond-colored eyes.
    that passes over his almond-colored eyes.  +
  • Ianthe is a fairly small woman, not very t
    Ianthe is a fairly small woman, not very tall and rather dainty altogether, but she more than compensates for her lack in physical stature with a headfull of wild black curls and a generous mouth often curved into the most wicked of smiles. Usually dressed in the most outlandish styles she can find in the brightest colors, Ianthe knows how to make a lasting impression, either good or bad.
    a lasting impression, either good or bad.  +
  • If it were not for her striking ice blue e
    If it were not for her striking ice blue eyes and long lashes, Fiora would be considered a comparatively plain-looking Velenosian noblewoman. She possesses little natural coloring save for an angry scar which streaks across the right side of her face, narrowly missing her eye. Tall and svelte, what curves she does possess are subtle underneath her clothing. Thick tendrils of black hair accentuate her heart-shaped face and rest upon her shoulders. Her movements are precise and her cool gaze is alert.
    ts are precise and her cool gaze is alert.  +
  • If one were to compare Damik'uhl'daja to a
    If one were to compare Damik'uhl'daja to a statue, they might not be wrong in the chiseled and imposing figure that he presents. The man himself is warm and alive, with golden skin and hazel eyes that shift like the seas, one moment taking on more grey-blue and the next, darkening with his emotions. The only hint of softness about him: his fine black hair and full lips. A strong brow with straight, thick eyebrows accent the narrowly shaped eyes and the straight bridge of his nose. His jaw is angled sharply, though it's often hidden under a beard. He has the body of a soldier, scars and muscles, over the entirety of his frame.
    d muscles, over the entirety of his frame.  +
  • If she had muscles, Trueth might be a warr
    If she had muscles, Trueth might be a warrior - but she is instead built like a graceful, tall dancer. Toned muscles in her arms and legs suggest light exercise, hours working in the garden or spent outside, while curves in all the right places put her figure on display. Her face is both delicate and strong; wide, almond-shaped eyes of light hazel green are both kind and penetrating at once, framed with long dark lashes. Her nose is thin, and upturned at the tip, giving the appearance of haughtiness, while her bow-shaped lips are prone to easy smiles and even prettier pouts. Her oval shaped face boasts high cheekbones with a strong jaw and slightly jutting chin. Her dark arched eyebrows contrast with her short, platinum blonde hair which frames her face.
    latinum blonde hair which frames her face.  +
  • If there is a single word to describe Eith
    If there is a single word to describe Eithne, it is wild. From the untamed mass of russet red hair that tumbles down her back in curls and waves, to the dangerous swagger and sway of her hips, there isn't a single part of her that is subtle or calm. She is loud and proud and isn't afraid to get in someone's face when they deserve it. A small fireball just waiting to explode! Stormy grey eyes are often telling of what sort of mood Eithne will be in. Beautiful and expressive, they are framed by a thick fringe of dark lashes. Her nose is slender and straight and sits above her lush mouth; Not that it matters since she always seems to be bragging or boasting about something! She has a hearty laugh that is supposedly inherited from her father, a skilled armorer from whom she's learned her trade. Countless hours in the forge have given this vivacious woman her slender yet strong physique. While there are feminine curves in all the right places, it's the level of physical fitness she's attained that she's most proud of.
    s she's attained that she's most proud of.  +
  • Imogene would be called adorable if she we
    Imogene would be called adorable if she weren't so tall, statuesque if her essential demeanor weren't so mischievously elfin. Lacking all but the least hint of feminine curvature, her quirky beauty comes from the animation of her face and form and the liveliness of her deep violet-blue eyes. Imogene has an ineffable sparkle that lights up everything about her. It may come out as a twinkle of merriment, a glint of cool calculation, or the radiant flame of temper, but it's always there, ready to shine. Her crowning glory is her lustrous hair, so deep a shade of chestnut that it can appear almost black, the burnished waves seeming to glow like the rest of her with an inner fire. {w({nHer dark chestnut hair is worn up and arranged in a tucked bun at the nape of her neck.{w){n
    a tucked bun at the nape of her neck.{w){n  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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 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.  +
  • 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; 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 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 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 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.  +
  • 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 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 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  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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.  +
  • 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 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 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'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.  +
  • Jan Kennex commands the space around her w
    Jan Kennex commands the space around her with dramatic height and physical strength, broad-shouldered, compactly muscled, and strong-jawed. Her voice - clarion and clipped - is purpose-built to cut through layers of bullshit. Her large, arresting eyes are a dark gray, fierce and stormy beneath fine, stark brows. Her hair is a short cap of dark gold waves, cut sensibly to stay out of her face, which accentuates the strong bones of her features. A white scar runs down her neck in a remnant of an unforgotten close call. While she has tattoos - a sea bird, a tidal wave, a running wolf - they are generally not visible.
    ing wolf - they are generally not visible.  +
  • Jarel's raven black hair is cut to be rath
    Jarel's raven black hair is cut to be rather short. Apparently he doesn't like to have excessive hair, which might be surprising when people figure him for a northerner. His eyebrows are rather bushy. His eyes are large and expressive enough, with steel grey irises. His nose has snub type to it and his lips seem a bit on the pouty side. This gives him a rather boyish look, which can be sort of surprising when one takes into account how rather muscular and big he actually is. While his face seems rather perfect, those looking closer will notice a faint scar that forms a long line on the side of his left eye. Given he doesn't seem to have suffered any loss of his left eye or vision, it's hard to determine how this scar was formed without loss of eye. And while his face seems to only have that lone scar, the rest cannot be said from any body part that is uncovered: he seems to be scarred all over.
    ncovered: he seems to be scarred all over.  +
  • Jason has a light small frame with muscles
    Jason has a light small frame with muscles clearly outlined in his clothing. His short black hair, in the style of someone of middling social status, frames a pale thin face. Besides these traits he is rather unassuming in physical appearance. He carries himself with a confident walk and his grey eyes look as if he's studying everything he looks at.
    s if he's studying everything he looks at.  +
  • Jaufrey appears to exude the glow and life
    Jaufrey appears to exude the glow and life of great health, with the broad shoulders and sculpted musculature to match. His tousled brown hair seems to fall just right to make him look boyishly handsome regardless of what state he's in. Its dark color is a strong contrast to his bright green eyes. Sociable to the point of charming, he is something of a restless young man with a smile never far from his face.
    man with a smile never far from his face.  +
  • Jayden is tall, standing somewhere near si
    Jayden is tall, standing somewhere near six feet; he has a slender but lithe build that seems whip-quick at times though quiet and motionless at a moment's notice. His hair is the black of a raven's wings, and his eyes a smokey grey that seems to sit the impossible place precisely between brown, blue and green. His hair has natural small curls that he lets grow to about his shoulders, keeping it in a sort of messy-neat state that seems effortless yet purposeful all at once. He generally keeps a light light beard well trimmed to the point it more hints at a beard then is a true one. When he is serious, his face can easily take on a completely cool, black look with ease -- but when he smiles it lights the whole of his face up.
    smiles it lights the whole of his face up.  +
  • Jenna is a rather young woman with feature
    Jenna is a rather young woman with features as soft as her voice, her face is slightly rounded and petite, hair stopping just above her lower back she often keeps it braided in one long tail. She is rather wiry and not very filled out as far as her figure, maintaining more of a sleek mousiness about herself. She is of average height and has soft hazel eyes.
    of average height and has soft hazel eyes.  +
  • Jephray stands a little under six feet tal
    Jephray stands a little under six feet tall, with dark hair that falls just short of touching his shoulders. The beard that clings to his jaw is well kept and styled, leaving the rest of his face clean. His features are sculpted and lean giving him a youthful appearance. His eyes a light grey, and they frame his hawklike nose. His skin is tanned lightly from long exposure to the outdoors. His arms and legs are corded and thickened with well defined musculature. Like some brothers his arms and torso have been covered in religious tattoos, though these are kept hidden by clothing, unless his sleeves are rolled up. Despite his muscled and somewhat bulky frame, he moves with the fluid, killer grace of a well versed knight
    luid, killer grace of a well versed knight  +
  • Jessa is a tall woman, and one writ large
    Jessa is a tall woman, and one writ large in both body and spirit. She's clearly one who is used to wearing armor and wielding a weapon, for she's built up a good thick layer of muscle beneath her tanned skin. Jet-black hair is cut short, all the better to fit beneath a helmet, and her brown eyes often sparkle with amusement. And everything she does is expansive; when she laughs, it's loud and joyous. When she gestures, she gestures expansively. In general, she's the sort of woman who's hard to ignore, whether or not she'd prefer to be.
    ignore, whether or not she'd prefer to be.  +
  • Jet black hair flows like silk halfway dow
    Jet black hair flows like silk halfway down this woman's back. The dark color brings out the rich tones of her bronze skin, and pairs well with the onyx lashes and thin brows to bring out the hints of brown in eyes that might otherwise appear black. Her nose might be called button, and her lips dusky and rarely gifted with anything more than a gloss or dusky rose lipstick. She has high cheekbones to frame a stroking face. The 5'5" figure is lithe, given to graceful movements on the slender frame. The whole leaves a stunningly exotic package, mingling the heritage of the Lyceum with that of Eurus.
    heritage of the Lyceum with that of Eurus.  +
  • Jeta's has the lean, athletic frame of one
    Jeta's has the lean, athletic frame of one used to much work and her tanned, dusky skin has spent much time in the sun. Her face is angular with tall cheekbones and sloping brown eyes that often sparkle in amusement. More often than not, the mop of dark brown curls that sit on her head have been pulled back and up out of her way.
    ve been pulled back and up out of her way.  +
  • Jorygg looks like one would call, 'a clean
    Jorygg looks like one would call, 'a clean mess'. Not dirty or bad smelling, just does not pay much mind to how his hair or his beard look. The former would be considered mid-length and shaggy and the beard thought as short but not having been trimmed in at least a week or two. He doesn't have the larger frame Crovane men are known for, more athletic and trim rather than bulky or lanky. There's a few small and light scars on his face and his hands seem like they've callouses in the right spots that archers are known for.
    he right spots that archers are known for.  +
  • Joscelin is a creature of shapes and color
    Joscelin is a creature of shapes and colors, round and dark, giving lasting impressions of a warm, soft woman. A round face with dark gold eyes, her honey-toned skin is accented only by the darker spray of freckles across her cheeks as well as the bridge of her nose, and a delicate scar that traces a pale line from her right ear to the edge of her chin. Her hair is short, a halo of curls around her head, needing little in the way of pinning or tying back as they defy gravity with the spring in those tresses. Laughlines crease around her eyes, the woman often smiling, cussing, glowering, cackling, in varied order. Shorter than many, it's often her voice that is noticed first, a perverse dichotomy of melodious tones when wrapped around vile descriptions and angry declarations.
    vile descriptions and angry declarations.  +
  • Joslyn carries herself as if she had been
    Joslyn carries herself as if she had been born into her noble title, self assured and calm and always careful to assure that not a single hair is out of place. She has very pretty features, and seems to always sport a smile, frequently laughing delightfully at any conversation she can find herself in. Her chocolate colored hair is long and often done in very nice and fashionable styles, though they're always kept practical and tied back out of her face. Her dark jade eyes are expressive in all things that she does, lighting up with her smile and darkening with her anger, it's a wonder she can even hide anything behind her gaze. However, there is a quiet sort of energy about her, something that seems coiled and ready to unwind at a moment's notice, and when one's gaze is drawn to her finely toned arms, it's clear that she is a coiled up powerhouse of energy. {w({nHer hair is done up in an elegant crown braid, interlaced with a ribbon and little bells that jingle as she walks and turns her head.{w){n
    ngle as she walks and turns her head.{w){n  +
  • Joslyn carries herself as if she had been
    Joslyn carries herself as if she had been born into her noble title, self assured and calm and always careful to assure that not a single hair is out of place. She has very pretty features, and seems to always sport a smile, frequently laughing delightfully at any conversation she can find herself in. Her chocolate colored hair is long and often done in very nice and fashionable styles, though they're always kept practical and tied back out of her face. Joslyn's deep jade eyes are expressive in all things that she does, lighting up with flecks of emerald when she smiles and darkening with her anger, it's a wonder she can even hide anything behind her gaze. However, there is a quiet sort of energy about her, something that seems coiled and ready to unwind at a moment's notice, and when one's gaze is drawn to her finely toned arms, it's clear that she is a coiled up powerhouse of energy.
    t she is a coiled up powerhouse of energy.  +
  • Joslyn carries herself with such a regal b
    Joslyn carries herself with such a regal bearing that if it weren't for the simpler cut of her clothes, she might be mistaken for nobility. She has very pretty features, and seems to always sport a smile, frequently laughing delightfully at any conversation she can find herself in. Her chocolate colored hair is long and often done in very nice and fashionable styles, though they're always kept practical and tied back out of her face. Her shimmering jade eyes are expressive in all things that she does, it's a wonder she can even hide anything behind her gaze. However, there is a quiet sort of energy about her, something that seems coiled and ready to unwind at a moment's notice, and when one's gaze is drawn to her finely toned arms, it's clear that she is a coiled up powerhouse of energy.
    t she is a coiled up powerhouse of energy.  +
  • Just above average height, Demura is a wom
    Just above average height, Demura is a woman of strength. Strength of build, strength of character, even her expression is one of iron will and determination. A true warrior woman, she has a compact build that allows her subtle curves to enhance the grace of her toned musculature. She has a wealth of shoulder length, glossy brown hair with golden streaks franted by the sun, giving those locks a bronzed look. Her skin has a tawny appearance, sun-kissed and tanned, marred here and there by the slightly paler lines of scars earned in battle. That she has only a few speaks to her prowess. With high cheekbones and a straight, patrician nose, her full mouth gives her a classic beauty tempered by a strong jaw and serious expression.
    ed by a strong jaw and serious expression.  +
  • Just barely lucky enough to be considered
    Just barely lucky enough to be considered of noble blood, Annabella never much cared for that life. Instead, she truly found herself within the tomes of old, learning about medicine and the art of healing. She doesn't sleep much, as indicated by the moderate bags often seen under her green eyes. Despite this, she is still a noble and thus usually makes herself look presentable when in public: hair perfectly combed and swept behind her back with a single braid hanging over one shoulder. She's rather soft spoken.
    er one shoulder. She's rather soft spoken.  +
  • Just below average height Oona was a grea
    Just below average height Oona was a great beauty in her younger years, and some hints of that beauty still remain in the sculpt of her face. That said, she does not seem to have bothered with trying to fight the onset of age, rather instead she has embraced the wrinkles and silver hair that come with it. Despite being in her mid-sixties, she has kept herself in good shape, growing only a bit more plump than her long lost girlish figure. It helps keep her warm, you see.
    h figure. It helps keep her warm, you see.  +
  • Just hardly entering his twenties, this yo
    Just hardly entering his twenties, this youthful male proudly displays his lithe, slender build. Jet black hair that is often combed upward at the front of his scalp in wild, jagged spikes is a stark contrast to his pale, alabaster skin tone. Striking, electric blue eyes peer out into the world with an ever constant look of curiosity. Bearing a cleanly shaven, smooth face only seems to amplify the youthful appearance the male has.
    lify the youthful appearance the male has.  +
  • Just one glance spared in Everett's direct
    Just one glance spared in Everett's direction may glean his hardiness and physical prowess. Taut muscles were built over decades of laborious farm work: carrying hay bales, tilling wheat fields, and hauling trade goods upon his broad shoulders. He's tall and bulky in stature, but gentle in his motions, as though fully aware of just how strong he is, and what kind of damage he can inflict upon his surroundings with minimal effort. Weathered skin has been marred by many years of sun exposure, though that reality does not detract much from classically handsome facial features. Irises of the darkest blue are softened by wrinkles which fan out from the outer corners of his lids, and crease all the deeper with a smile. His teeth are not set in perfect rows by any means, but still maintain a proper hue of off-white that compliments his good hygiene. Oftentimes he prefers to don a short layer of stubble, else a full beard with hints of auburn and gray hues interspersed.
    ints of auburn and gray hues interspersed.  +
  • Just over 6'6 and built something like a p
    Just over 6'6 and built something like a pit fighter. He has the good looks to go with it too, a firm jaw and a short length beard to give him that 'wild and rough' look. Long brown hair with lighter streaks falls around his face and well past his shoulders, it's wild and tangled as if he just got out off of a fast sailing vessel. He looks every bit the part of a bad boy, a half smile that always seems to be on his lips, almost a smirk as if everything is amusing to him. His dark blue eyes gaze hungrily around him, intense and soulful.
    hungrily around him, intense and soulful.  +
  • Just shy of six feet, she seems to flow, l
    Just shy of six feet, she seems to flow, languid and swanlike in motion. The lines and curves of her taut, svelte body pronounce a flawless symmetry, toned at her core and throughout her willowy limbs with the sleek muscle of a dancer. Her silken hair, the deep blonde of burnished gold, ripples down her back in a voluminous sheet to sway at the flare of her hips. Large, liquid eyes the color of cognac smolder beneath dark gold lashes and heavy lids, flecked with notes of earthy ochre in their limpid depths. Perfectly centered upon her round face, a pert nose upturns jauntily above the plush, expressive bow of her coral lips. Her ivory skin glows with a sun-suffused radiance, as a constellation of freckles drifts across her high cheekbones, down the slope of her nose, over the column of her throat and along her collarbones and shoulders. Around her left forearm from elbow to wrist twines an argent lacework of flowers and vines, the blossoms popping in pinks, blues, reds and purples. Up her right, a stranger, sharper motif of whorls and angles spirals in abstract, inked with subtle blacks and silvery whites to effect a chiaroscuro. On the nape of her neck is the silhouette of an aureate swan in flight.
    e silhouette of an aureate swan in flight.  +
  • Just under average in height at five-foot-
    Just under average in height at five-foot-four, she carries herself taller, her head held high and her stride measured by the straight-backed perfection of her posture. The wine-soaked languor of her movement eases what would otherwise be an unyielding regality, tending to express with her hands and sway her hips in time with her step. Large, liquid eyes as rich and warm as black velvet drink the world through a veil of lashes just as dark, gleaming with the barest luster. The flat bridge of her nose balances those wide, deep eyes before upturning in a snub above the ever dynamic bow of her ruby lips. Thick sable hair spills in heavy, silken waves to the small of her back, complementing the rich and dusky gold of her complexion. Aristocratic and angular, her face would be diamond-shaped if not brought to such pert relief by the high bones of her cheeks, the slope of her nose, and the heart's point of her chin. Her sleek, supple figure describes a distinctly feminine contour, with a modest swell at her chest but a pronounced flare of her hips that culminates in the plush curve of her rear, the rest of her silhouette characterized by the shapely slenderness of her limbs. Indulging her vanity, she has glossed her nails to a mirrorlike shine and tipped each in crescents of gilt.
    hine and tipped each in crescents of gilt.  +
  • Jyri is considered a handsome man by most
    Jyri is considered a handsome man by most standards. His thick rust brown hair is trimmed at the sides while the top is long and braided and then set into a knot at the back of his head. The side of his head has tattoos that curl along the ear and down towards the neck. One green intense eye framed by thin white lines from squints and age, is a stark contrast on that tanned face - the other is covered with an eye-patch. His face is strong and defined, his features chiseled and angular as though carved from bronze and more often than not there's dark stubble as if shaving is optional. Lean and muscular, it is clear he is a warrior of some skill. Numerous other rusty red tattoos trail down and around his biceps in clearly tribal patterns, alongside a multitude of scars, denoting his prodigal origin to everyone who beholds him.
    odigal origin to everyone who beholds him.  +
  • Kalani's defining physical features includ
    Kalani's defining physical features include her extremely curly shoulder-length hair and golden-brown colored eyes. Her hair, when unfettered by pins or ribbons, is wildly large and curly, and frequently breaks free of its bonds despite a clear attempt to keep the wealth of hair contained. Those golden-brown eyes gaze from beneath delicately arched eyebrows, and she has high cheekbones along with a pert, almost cute, nose. The force of her personality animates her face as she speaks, her emotions, thoughts and ideas playing across her face in the quirk of a brow, the curve of her lips.
    he quirk of a brow, the curve of her lips.  +
  • Kalila stands at 5'2" and appears to weigh
    Kalila stands at 5'2" and appears to weigh about 100lbs. Mostly smooth and silky skin takes on a milky-ivory color in the winter and a bronze sun-kissed color in the warmer months. Her very long brown hair falls down passed her rear in rich waves that have lighter brown and blonde highlights giving it depth and dimension.
    highlights giving it depth and dimension.  +
  • Karadoc does not mind being known as the m
    Karadoc does not mind being known as the man with eclectic tastes, which others derisively refer to him as that weird guy who dresses like a beggar. He will in fact take one step forward to encourage that brand of thinking –- call him a gadabout, call him a cad, call him lazy –- call him anything but late to supper so that he might enjoy a glass of brandy and a good meal while admiring some new piece of jewelry sparkling from his finger. Life’s meant to be lived in the moment, for the moment. And right now? Life’s good. He possesses a handsome face: high cheekbones, patrician nose, mouth finely molded with a slight wry quality to it. A face that would seem more suited to the somber, thoughtful expressions most often seen carved in marble statuary, Karadoc is rarely without smug grin or warm smile -- as though he’s caught onto the punchline of some private joke. Dark brown hair is left long and loose, nearly to his shoulders. Ruffled by the wind, raked back by his fingers, or left tousled. By far his most arresting feature are his eyes: a piercing blue that, in some incalculable way, can transform what seemed like a condescending smirk into something earnest and genuine. His voice can undergo a similar adjustment -- in one moment a warm drawl that’s taunting in its nonchalance, and by the next cool and crisp and filled with shrewd intelligence. Karadoc _knows_ how a noble should speak and act, but he doesn’t exactly care.
    peak and act, but he doesn’t exactly care.  +
  • Kasa is a lithe and wiry minx. Her raven b
    Kasa is a lithe and wiry minx. Her raven black hair is usually a tangle of complex braids and woven strands that still somehow manages to look a random tangle. Intense and large grey eyes. A pale complexion and comely features combine into what could be a lovely face with more TLC. Furs and leather are her chosen attire, fitted so that she can move silently and blend in well within certain environments. There's strength in her, and her athleticism is in clear evidence.
    and her athleticism is in clear evidence.  +
  • Kassandra is an average sized woman in her
    Kassandra is an average sized woman in her mid thirties. She has a way of just blending into the background on most occasions as she is not very memorable. She has ash brown hair that she wears loose and reaches just below her shoulders. She has gray eyes. Her complexion is fair and unblemished for the most part, however it is not unusual for her to have ink stains on her fingers. As a rule, she dresses modestly in neutral tones.
    le, she dresses modestly in neutral tones.  +
  • Kastelon Keaton is a tall man, standing ju
    Kastelon Keaton is a tall man, standing just under six and a half feet. His is a leanly muscular build; a form honed to whipcord strength and agile grace. His hair is a sun streaked chestnut, a short, well maintained beard only enhances his rugged good looks. Hazel green eyes have flecks of gold, hooded as they are by thick brows. Dimples are hidden beneath is beard, his lips are thin, though expressive.
    ard, his lips are thin, though expressive.  +
  • Katarina's golden eyes gleam with amusemen
    Katarina's golden eyes gleam with amusement, and her face is rarely without a coy and knowing smile. Her typical expression is as though the diminutive, dusky-skinned woman has overheard a joke told by the universe, and only she understood the punchline. She's short of stature, but has a wide-hipped hourglass figure. The sable ringlets of her hair are usually left natural, a cloud of curls that adds a few illusory inches to her height. Some outfits reveal a large tattoo on Katarina's back: an intricate, mandala-like pointillist design that takes up her entire back, from her shoulders all the way down to her dimples of Venus. Her voice is a light, airy trill, and though some words show off a Sanctum accent in their saying, for the most part her accent is thickly stuck in the Dune Kingdoms. On most occasions, she can be seen in fine gowns that blend Eurusi and Oathlands fashion.
    s that blend Eurusi and Oathlands fashion.  +
  • Kents appearance and attire is a study of
    Kents appearance and attire is a study of contrasts. He is not particularly tall standing at 5'9". His build is rather average, weighing roughly 175 pounds, though his physique it lends itself more to signs of indulgence than any great athleticism. Yet, the care he doesnt place in his overall physique is countered by other aspects of his appearance. His ebony coloured hair is gracefully wavy and comes down to his shoulders and always impeccably kept. His attire is equally a sign of contrasts, he often employs fairly humble shirts and leggings while accessorising with lavish cloaks and jackets. He carries himself with equal ease amongst the aristocracy and common folk.
    e amongst the aristocracy and common folk.  +
  • Keyser is a homely woman, made up to look
    Keyser is a homely woman, made up to look like something she's not. Her nose, just a little too large, her green eyes, just a fraction too close to one another and thickly lined with black makeup. The mole on her left dimple obviously painted on. Her red hair is the only thing truly striking about her, bright and vivid, most often long and loosely curling. Her smile, painted the same color as her hair, is bright and warm, but missing several key teeth to shatter the welcoming effect. Her figure is curvy, rounding in all the places it ought to, though her height is just a feather taller than the norm, perhaps due to the heeled boots she favors.
    erhaps due to the heeled boots she favors.  +
  • Khari is a demure little figure. Thin and
    Khari is a demure little figure. Thin and rather short compared to her sister. Her slightly sun bleached brown hair is long, but is often tied up to make work easier. Everything about her attire seems to be geared towards a quite conservative nature, and be about practicality. Her face, most often, a blank mask, seemingly devoid of emotion. Only her light brown eyes betraying what emotions lie behind that mask. Despite being rather plain, she does seem to take a good bit of time to keep herself looking as good as she can.
    o keep herself looking as good as she can.  +
  • Kiano is a tall and well built young man h
    Kiano is a tall and well built young man having worked hard to hone his talents with the blade and furthermore keep himself in tip-top shape. His skin is a light brown color which matches the color of his eyes as well. His hair is kept short and well maintained and his darker and black in color. He can often times be found wearing his armor when it is required otherwise he prefers comfortable clothes something which he can move easily in.
    hes something which he can move easily in.  +
  • Kikako is lithe and agile, but since she's
    Kikako is lithe and agile, but since she's on the shorter side, she is sometimes mistaken as younger than she is or, sometimes, a boy. Working her ambigious appearance to her advantage, she often wears her waist-length walnut hair coiled up around her head. She has average looks, though she has a small nose that could be deemed cute.
    as a small nose that could be deemed cute.  +
  • Kima is neither overbearingly tall nor pat
    Kima is neither overbearingly tall nor pathetically short. As a knight with any modicum of skill, her physique is toned without being too brawny or too thin, yet still maintaining ample womanly charms. With her mane of blonde hair, and strikingly radiant eyes, Kima is more than aware of these charms, too. Upon her lips can often be found a grin that suggests she knows something the viewer does not.
    s she knows something the viewer does not.  +
  • Klaus is tall and strong, but more rakish
    Klaus is tall and strong, but more rakish than built up like a brick house. His good looks come with a rakish charm, high cheekbones, well shaped mouth and square-ish jaw. His eyes are a deep, arm brown and his hair a short cropped mess of black curls. He exudes a personable nature, one that extends to the keen interest in his gaze and the frequently thoughtful expression that graces his face.
    houghtful expression that graces his face.  +
  • Konstantine stands nearly six feet tall. A
    Konstantine stands nearly six feet tall. A stout man with medium-length black hair, which has been swept back away from his face. He has a strong jawline with sharp, angular cheekbones with a hawkish nose. His face is bare or any facial hair, remaining neat and professional. This man seems to carry himself with an air of confidence and certainty in his cold grey eyes.
    dence and certainty in his cold grey eyes.  +
  • Ksenia paints a demure portrait with a mod
    Ksenia paints a demure portrait with a modest height and fragile, willowy frame. Maybe it's her high cheekbones or the way she holds herself, but there is something wild and untamed about her. Her face is youthful with large round eyes of chestnut and full lips - both of which are expressive and sweet, nearly always reflecting a sombre curiosity no matter the emotion of the moment. Her skin is warm honey, and compliments her full head of soft umber hair that spills down her back in loose, haphazard waves.
    s down her back in loose, haphazard waves.  +
  • Kurzio is rather tall, sporting long black
    Kurzio is rather tall, sporting long black hair that has no true sense of style, it is messy and curls wildly all around, stopping at his shoulders, and has a long fringe that hangs over the left of his face. He has a rather slender body and pale skin. His eyes are a deep silver gray, watching all things in view like a hunter studying animal migrations. His face is clean, paired with a small nose and simple lips.
    paired with a small nose and simple lips.  +
  • Kyden is all long, slinky limbs and trim,
    Kyden is all long, slinky limbs and trim, sylphlike features. Her serpentine figure borders on malnourished; the woman sporting a graceful, swan-like neck that bleeds down into a slender but curved body that looks as if it could dance upon the wind. Her cheekbones are gaunt and high, her face kittenish and cat-like in appearance; lips pushed up below a small nose, eyes wide and owlish. Her hair is an inky midnight, tangled to her shoulders in voluminous tendrils, chaos-cut bangs dangling in front of pupils that hold an expression stuck somewhere between trauma-induced maturity and childlike innocence.
    -induced maturity and childlike innocence.  +
  • Lady Adelphie's lips are very often parted
    Lady Adelphie's lips are very often parted ever so slightly to reveal her front teeth. It's as if she might at all times be chewing daintily on a secret little cube of cheese! Framed by rich brown locks, her looks are otherwise characterized by a strong nigh-masculine jaw that culminates in a gentle chin divet. The steeliness of her muscles is rendered obscure by a healthy layer of softness that prettily moves as she does.
    softness that prettily moves as she does.  +
  • Lady Petraea is a tall, statuesque woman w
    Lady Petraea is a tall, statuesque woman with bronzed skin, dark hair, and hazel eyes that often glitter as if amused at some private joke. Often covered from head to toe in fine silks crafted in the Cardian style of fashion, her expensive clothing and extravagant jewelry tell the tale of a woman who is used to getting what she wants, one way or another. She carries herself with exquisite grace and elegance, every movement calculated to express precisely what she wishes to express and nothing more.
    at she wishes to express and nothing more.  +
  • Lance could have stepped out of the pages
    Lance could have stepped out of the pages of a children's book as the very ideal of a knight. Everything about the young man is perfect, he's tall, his frame still has some of the lankiness of youth but he carries it with a confident swagger. His hair is always perfect, his teeth are straight, unchipped and gleaming white. His nose unlike many of his peers, has never been broken, and there's no scars on his unblemished, sun-kissed skin. His hands while callused some from swordplay, are always clean, nails buffed and trim. Most dazzling though are his smiles, always at the ready especially in the presence of a lady.
    eady especially in the presence of a lady.  +
  • Lanky and angular in the most sculptural w
    Lanky and angular in the most sculptural way, Mason's complexion has been darkened further than it's natural brown hue by time spent outdoors. That time has also layered his bony frame with some natural muscle, and even dusted some slightly darker freckles across his chiseled cheekbones and the bridge of his nose. The scholarly noble has flourished in the wilds of Arvum; handsome, healthy and finally possessed of an ease of bearing that speaks to happiness. More recently, however, time seems to be rapidly taking it's toll. The man always wears a silk strip wrapped around his face, covering the loss of his right eye. Premature gray seems to be rapidly sprinkling into his black hair, and there are lines of stress across his face that mingle with faint scars of healed scratches on his right cheek and brow.
    led scratches on his right cheek and brow.  +
  • Lanky and graceful in the way of someone w
    Lanky and graceful in the way of someone who knows what her body is capable of, Delfina projects a warm confidence in everything she undertakes. Dark, brown hair tumbles just past her strong shoulders in waves, occasional flashes of silver hiding in the darker spill. Curiosity and wit sparkle in her blue-gray eyes, and determination is evident in the set of her squared, angled jawline. Quick, expressive hands and agile limbs imply years spent in physical pursuits and being used to travel.
    hysical pursuits and being used to travel.  +
  • Lanky and lean, Robert has the build of ha
    Lanky and lean, Robert has the build of hard labor, not quite enough food, and a lot of sailing on the sea. He is always in motion, swaying a little when he walks as though he never quite expects the land underneath him to be truly still. For all his youth there's a stillness about him, a patience that is usually found in a more mature person.
    is usually found in a more mature person.  +
  • Lanky would likely be the first word to co
    Lanky would likely be the first word to come to mind upon spotting Anton, his tall and attenutated frame looking rather insubstantial - but long, thin fingers bear callouses that show a man used to working with tools and drawing instruments. Brilliant, blue-grey eyes framed by arched, black brows peer curiously from his suntanned visage where they sit over a hawkish nose. Spare and trimmed, his facial hair consists of little more than a mustache and some stubble down the jaw. A dark, chocolaty brown, the Kennex's hair is kept in wavy ringlets that are combed back and allowed to spill down past his ears and onto fairly narrow shoulders.
    his ears and onto fairly narrow shoulders.  +
  • Large and expressive brown eyes sit on a r
    Large and expressive brown eyes sit on a rugged face of swarthy skin as his short, dark brown hair meets a scruffy beard at the bottom of his face. He is a tall man with broad shoulders and a brawny combatant's frame. His hands are stained with coal and look beaten and leathery with callous, which he proudly presents. Between the uniform of a blacksmith, his knight's armor and whatever silk he can find that actually fits him, he dresses very conservatively.
    fits him, he dresses very conservatively.  +
  • Large and in charge, everything about this
    Large and in charge, everything about this man is larger than life. Strongly built and thickly muscled, he has a booming voice, and he's clearly as strong as an ox. His brown skin is slightly weathered, indicating an active life lived outdoors, and smile lines appear whenever he is happy. Despite his visible power and bulk, he moves with a hunter's dexterity. His hands are strong, equally capable of powerful force as they are of holding the most fragile of objects without causing harm.
    t fragile of objects without causing harm.  +
  • Large, almond shape eyes of piercing blue
    Large, almond shape eyes of piercing blue are the first truly noticable thing about Ardee. Thin, delicately arched brows are perched above, expressive and a shade or two darker than the golden blonde hair that waves well past her shoulders and down to mid-waist. The woman is around five foot five, with shapely curves and fair, smooth skin that doesn't appear to have suffered a day of hard work toiling in the sun. The woman moves with effortless, languid confidence, expression inviting and warm.
    confidence, expression inviting and warm.  +
  • Lasalle isn't quite what you might expect
    Lasalle isn't quite what you might expect from someone wearing the tabard of a Roseward guardsmen. Sure, he is well proportioned physically for the role with his thickly muscled limbs, but his deep grey eyes seem almost too kind to be capable of meting out the kind of violence the uniform would seem to require, though his hands don't often stray far from the handle of the sword at his. hip. A quiet smile seems to be the default expression for the pale chiseled face that peers from beneath the curly mop of dark blond hair.
    beneath the curly mop of dark blond hair.  +
  • Lean and athletic, the young man standing
    Lean and athletic, the young man standing here is a prime example of youthful exuberance. His waist is narrow and shoulders broad in that V shaped torso that comes from regular exercise, the slimness of youth and the define musculature to match. A curly mop of finger length brown hair sits on top of his head with natural cowlick and waves that keep it out of a boyishly cute face. Eyes the same shade as his hair are bright and light up even more when he gives an easy, straight toothed smile.
    he gives an easy, straight toothed smile.  +
  • Lean and lithe, Cyril is not the poster bo
    Lean and lithe, Cyril is not the poster boy for a Thraxian Lord. He's in fine shape, fit and has the calloused hands of an experienced sailor but injuries have long kept him at home. His left leg has been replaced by the most basic of wooden prosthetics and left him requiring a cane to walk. Scars mark the canvas of his dark, dusky skin and two fingers are missing from the man's left hand. His head is shaved bald but Cyril still sports a greying beard and mustache combo.
    sports a greying beard and mustache combo.  +
  • Lean and wiry, Emily is built for the life
    Lean and wiry, Emily is built for the life of a long range scout. She is lithe and agile, her eyes shining with interest and betraying her curiosity about the world around her. Her long black hair is thick and frizzes easily in humidity, but there's often a ready smile on her face and her skin is smooth and unlined save for one scar that starts on the back of her hand and tracks its way up her arm almost to her elbow.
    ks its way up her arm almost to her elbow.  +
  • Leana stands at about 5'9 taller than many
    Leana stands at about 5'9 taller than many women. Her tanned skin is hardened from work as a girl in a village and even more so are her hands hard from the years of working with a hammer. Her slender figure is toned well by the muscles on her body that show once again her many years of hard work, with her taut belly strong arms accentuating her strong and trained frame. The long wavy ginger hair that is often tied into a ponytail when she works accentuates not only her gorgeous face but as it reaches down shows off her very generous curves. Her heart-shaped face is filled with freckles and her large eyes are practically fighting to determine her best facial feature with her supple lips. Her nose is a little small but nonetheless adds to her astonishing looks
    nonetheless adds to her astonishing looks  +
  • Leda stands at five feet and four inches t
    Leda stands at five feet and four inches tall. She is small-statured, sporting a headful of wavy, blonde curls that reach just to her hips. Her eyes are wide, innocent-looking, and a light grey color with gentle hints of blue to them. She is a very flat girl for her age, having no real curves to her body. Most often Leda's hair is left down, but very rarely is pulled out of her face with a green ribbon, that she wears around her wrist when her hair is not pulled back.
    er wrist when her hair is not pulled back.  +
  • Leggy and lean, this woman bears the warm
    Leggy and lean, this woman bears the warm complection of southern climes. Warm caramel skin and golden brown hair play up the olive green of her almond eyes, and her features are pleasantly placed with a straightforward type of femininity. Molded cheekbones anchor her face, matched with a strong, graceful jaw and a delicately cleft chin. Her build is saved from rangy by virtue of a gentle curviness that softens her long lines.
    tle curviness that softens her long lines.  +
  • Lenard is a strong, blond young man who is
    Lenard is a strong, blond young man who is just now fully coming into his own as a warrior even though the makings of someone great are there. Beautiful by any standards, it is the passion that is in his green eyes that calls those to his side, be it at a ball or to fight with him in the battlefield. When in peace, Lenard is serene and quiet, spending his time daydreaming about what things might be in the future, but when fighting the foes of the Oathlands the young man is a fury, leaving nothing to be desired even if compared to the most powerful Northlander.
    compared to the most powerful Northlander.  +
  • Lenne might seem, on the surface, like a s
    Lenne might seem, on the surface, like a soft, effete young noblewoman. Her skin is porcelin, unblemished by sun. Her long, red-blonde hair is in perfect plait and brushed to a gleam. She's too slender and delicate in build to have seen much rough treatment. Her lips are prone to a lilting smiling. Yet there as signs of the opposite, too. The subtle white tracery of scars on her hands and forearms speak of years of spilled blood. The shadow of ink often darkens her fingertips. Her eyes are bright, curious and always attentive. Most tellingly, she carries herself as every bit the Northlander. Confident, purposeful and at ease with herself. {w({nLenne has recovered from recent injuries, well enough. Wounds have healed. Bruises have faded. Bones have mended. Anything else still amiss with her is hidden under white silk. Much of her usual drive and verve has returned with it. Albeit at the cost of exhausted darkness under her eyes, only sometimes hidden by makeup.{w){n
    yes, only sometimes hidden by makeup.{w){n  +
  • Leonel cut not the figure of one who'd gro
    Leonel cut not the figure of one who'd grown complacent or lazy throughout the years of his privileged life, but of one that kept fit and active. His build was lean but deceptively so, hiding a chiseled physique and toned wealth of musculature behind whatever garment he chose to don on that particular day. His features were striking - handsome, or so he'd been told - with a warm pair of brown eyes, a strong jaw and just enough stubble adorning his face to have him appear rakish.
    orning his face to have him appear rakish.  +
  • Leonine, from the mane of thick ash blonde
    Leonine, from the mane of thick ash blonde hair that frames a handsome face that cannot help but appear proud, Jaerith Keaton is a lion among hounds. Sleek is a word that could easily describe the lazy grace of his long limbs, the casual elegance of his posture. There is a sense of indolence that belies the energy simmering under the surface. His green eyes observe the world around him as if the whole of existence were a stage for his enjoyment alone. Frequent, sensual smiles easily convey his appreciation of the world around him.
    his appreciation of the world around him.  +
  • Leopold is 6'3" with a skintone tanned fro
    Leopold is 6'3" with a skintone tanned from being outside so much over his years rather than from natural complexion with scars being a common feature over his body. While he isn't particularly broad-shoulder, he is heavily muscled. He keeps his dark hair, which is beginning to grey in spots at short length to keep it out of his eyes. A pearly white smile is almost always on his face, even in the midst of combat. In fact, his smile grows a bit when he is fighting.
    his smile grows a bit when he is fighting.  +
  • Leta is all light-hearted smirks and boyis
    Leta is all light-hearted smirks and boyish charm from her artfully tousled mop of short blond hair on down. Blue eyes, pretty features, hardly spoiled by the stark scar that cuts across her rosy right cheek. Why, the cut just makes her look more dashing, at worst . She is not particularly tall, scant inches on the average woman, shorter than the average soldier. She is, however, very solidly built, with broad shoulders and limbs full of strength born of combat and vanity, but it's the chest-puffing swagger that ensures she takes up more space than her measure's worth.
    es up more space than her measure's worth.  +
  • Lianne holds the potential to be a beauty
    Lianne holds the potential to be a beauty of the ages, but her intellectual pursuits keep her loveliness understated. Thick ebony hair is often only precariously pinned into place, occasionally with writing quills, leaving loose curls to fall against her cheek now and then. Her forest green eyes regard the world critically, intensely as if trying to unlock their secrets. Her movements are minimal and deliberate, maintaining a balance between strange and graceful with her willowy frame lending weight to the latter.
    illowy frame lending weight to the latter.  +
  • Liara presents her lush curves and creamy
    Liara presents her lush curves and creamy skin with flash and verve, her shape zaftig and plush by nature and kept to a trim hourglass by the joint application of iron will and careful sartorial planning. The soft bow of her mouth is rarely without at least the shade of a smile, the pink of her lips soft rose, parting to show the flash of very white teeth. There is a hint of the cherub in the curves of her high-boned cheeks and the hooding of her oceanic blue eyes lends them a languid look except in moments of extreme surprise. Her hair is a glossy ripple of deep, darkly golden caramel, falling when loose in shining waves to her shoulders, though her facial shape is better flattered when it is drawn back and worn up, away from the high column of her throat.
    , away from the high column of her throat.  +
  • Lierre is a pretty young woman, her face s
    Lierre is a pretty young woman, her face sweetly rounded and her figure slenderly curved. Hers is a winsome wholesomeness; a light scattering of freckles adorn her nose and cheeks, and well-hidden beneath her feminine frame is a lithe, healthy strength that augments her excellent posture. Her appearance is otherwise mutable. Her flawless olive complexion shifts between fair and gilded under the touch of the sun, or the lack thereof. The light in her dark, doe-like eyes flits from amiable sedation to sharp lucidity. Velvety sable tresses may be worn in neat courtly styles one day, and then the next they might tumble down her back in an unruly cascade of wood-nymph locks.
    in an unruly cascade of wood-nymph locks.  +
  • Liesel is most apparently athletic, with s
    Liesel is most apparently athletic, with some minor muscle tone visible when her arms are shown, along with slightly roughened hands, covered in nicks and marks. On closer inspection, her face, too, has it's fair share of scars, but the small cuts of scar tissue are light-toned enough to be innoticeable at a range. She has small lips, large eyes, and a button nose. She has an angular face yet plump cheeks, along with thin eyebrows denoting each expression.
    th thin eyebrows denoting each expression.  +
  • Light and slim, Aedin's petite height tend
    Light and slim, Aedin's petite height tends not to be evident right away. It could be in the long lines of her face, elongating the oval. The swan length of her neck poets have rightly celebrated, though rarely to her smiling, polite face. She is a study in shades of a northern day, her thick, wavy hair the colour of the sunshine dappling through stands of birch and beech. Braided strands form a fat plait wound-off halfway as her typical style, the loose ends curling halfway to her narrow waist. So too is the pristine clarity of her gaze evocative of the day sky, though not infused by particular warmth. Soft rose dawn graces her mouth, and her skin is not much brighter than the pearly glow of breaking daytime. She hasn't much weight or mass to her, and thus wears layers habitually.
    to her, and thus wears layers habitually.  +
  • Light brown hair has been hacked short and
    Light brown hair has been hacked short and tufts up by her ears and at the nap of her neck, hinting that her locks might have a bit of a curl to them when longer. In the summer months, her tresses become sun-kissed and a smattering of pale freckles appear across her nose. Despite her boyish haircut, she is unable to hide the femininity of her features: wide, clear green eyes fringed with dark lashes, soft lips and cheeks which still have the adorable roundness of youth. Her heart-shaped face is anchored by a determined little chin and, more often than not, there is a smudge of dirt somewhere upon her fair complexion. While her body is lightly curved, there is strength there too and one would be foolish to underestimate her just because of the pretty package she comes in.
    ecause of the pretty package she comes in.  +
  • Light flecks of silver pepper the edges of
    Light flecks of silver pepper the edges of his chestnut locks. Swirling cerulean eyes that have the hints of crow's feet at the edges reflect whatever the occasion calls for. Proud nose connects him to a long line of ancestry. Smooth tongue, smiling lips and deep voice that always have the right words for any situation. Even though he's experienced the rigors of age causing a little rounding here and there, his powerful body would rival any young man. Whatever scars the man carries are not for public viewing.
    he man carries are not for public viewing.  +
  • Light-footed and with a slender frame, Ech
    Light-footed and with a slender frame, Echo doesn't stick out in a more traditional sense. Her snow white hair cascades to her shoulders and matches the overall coolness of her appearance. Pale skin with contrasting dark eyebrows and curled lashes make for an alluring beauty, accentuated by a body with generous curves and full lips that often pull into a wide smile. Echo often laments that her keen gray eyes and solemn features tend to make most others think twice about talking to her. Something about her intimidates despite her affable nature and generous personality. The cold gaze usually wouldn't last long as Echo is a very expressive woman: Wide hand gestures, telling eyes, constant shifts in her posture, and the occasional rosiness to her cheeks make her an easy read. There is a youthfulness to her entirety; big eyes, a round face, short stature, and a vibrant tone that can immediately shift to whatever suits the situation best.
    hift to whatever suits the situation best.  +
  • Like a mountain worn away by wind and rain
    Like a mountain worn away by wind and rain, baked under the sun and left lean and hard in the bitter winter cold, Lothar is still hardy and strong, even if the snow white in his his hair and beard has nearly entirely overtaken the crow's-wing black of his youth; a life spent on distant, forgotten paths and battling both the forces of nature and humankind have left no spare room on his broad and muscular frame for the softness that comes to some with age. His features are long and narrow, hawk-like, with deep-set eyes under a slanted brow and a bold nose that some might consider noble, though the rust-red tattoos that spiral around his arms and over the backs of his hands and a multitude of silvery scars speak to his prodigal background. His thick, wavy mass of hair is practically a windblown mane, falling free to his shoulders and almost never bound, though he has taken some care to tame his full beard into a sharp, jutting spade rather than grow wild and tangled.
    g spade rather than grow wild and tangled.  +
  • Like a porcelain doll, Seva is a pale and
    Like a porcelain doll, Seva is a pale and delicate thing. Everything about her seems small, breakable, and harmless. Her face is heart shaped, lacking the severe cheekbones that most Thrax admire and her expression always seems to hint at a shy smile. Although she does not lack in womanly curves, Seva is petite and sometimes looks as though a gust of wind might blow her away. Long black hair contrasts her white skin and falls to somewhere just below her waist. Unlike most Thrax women, she prefers to keep it down or in a braid rather than a bun.
    p it down or in a braid rather than a bun.  +
  • Like a warm light beneath a shade, Catalin
    Like a warm light beneath a shade, Catalina carries herself with an understated gravitas, the sort of mien that suggests something moves beneath still waters. Slender and fine-boned, she stands just a little under five and a half feet tall, and moves with measured grace. Her features are soft and open, brow high and jaw slightly squared with a strong chin balanced by full lips and warm brown eyes. Her skin is fair, though prone to smooth tans in the sun, and rich brown hair streaked with gold from the sun reaches to just between her shoulder blades.
    aches to just between her shoulder blades.  +
  • Like all Steelharts, Seth is not quick to
    Like all Steelharts, Seth is not quick to smile. In fact, very little in the way of expression crosses his somewhat pouty lips. Instead, the corner of his lip curves ever so slightly, be it upwards in a roguish smirk or the other direction, in a petulant scowl. He's a very handsome young man, with the grey eyes and dark hair the Steelharts are known for, but litte else. He's cleanshaven and slender, his body built more for aesthetics then for heavy labor or fighting. Uncalloused hands, high cheekbones and an aristocratic nose complete his pristine appearance. {w({nLooks thinner and more disheveled, like a man without much to eat and little sleep.{w){n
    without much to eat and little sleep.{w){n  +
  • Like all of the Blackram line, Ivy stands
    Like all of the Blackram line, Ivy stands over six feet tall with a sturdy, athletic build. Sharp of face but soft of feature, her eyes are an arresting shade of pale spring green that seem at odds with her generally stern countenance. Her face is framed by rich black hair streaked through with sun-lightened ruddy highlights, its length perhaps a few inches below her shoulders. Often windswept and touseled, she doesn't seem to have much interest in taming the strands. The rest of her features are rather standard, though pleasingly arranged. Her 'style', if it can be called that, absolutely tends towards durability and comfort over fashion. Linens, wools, and leathers with little adornment or accessorization in House colors or earthen tones. Even in the warmest of weather, she has a tendency towards long sleeves and keeping fully covered, preferring to sweat than to bare skin.
    ed, preferring to sweat than to bare skin.  +
  • Like many of the Corvini, Ilinca posseses
    Like many of the Corvini, Ilinca posseses the raven-black hair of the bird for which their family was named. In her case, it falls in long waves around a proud, angular face dominated by smokey green eyes that seem perpetually half-lidded. Strikingly high cheekbones are paired with a long nose and high, sharply-arched brows. Full lips turn down at the corner, and though undoubtedly lovely when curved into a smile, they more often rest on the verge of a moue. When she speaks, it's in a low alto tone thickened by her heavy accent -- Lycene, clearly, but of some obscure variation that's difficult to place, bordering even on the exotic
    ult to place, bordering even on the exotic  +
  • Like most women of the Lyceum, Dianna poss
    Like most women of the Lyceum, Dianna possesses a sultry air about her. Her hair, which is always perfectly coiffed, is of a dark brown. Sharply defined brows arch expressively over her eyes, which are an exotic amber color. Life spent beneath the rich sun of the Lyceum has left her skin a warm bronze hue, while her years of training as a glaivedancer have awarded her with a sinuous frame, more apt to bend with the wind than stand taut against a storm. She is, of course, beautiful. But then, no one would deny that now, would they?
    n, no one would deny that now, would they?  +
  • Like the bird whose name she calls her own
    Like the bird whose name she calls her own, Starling is small, quick, and dark. Thick dark waves fall freely down her back and around her face and are rarely tamed back by a ribbon or anything anyone might consider coiffed. The longer ends are burnished by the sun and match the whiskey brown of her wide eyes. Her face might be described as sweet, with full lips and soft features, but there's a sharpness to her expression once in a while that belies the naivete one might imagine there otherwise. At just a little over five feet, she's easy to miss in a crowd, but for her penchant for colorful attire: jangling baubles, colorful scarves and full, floaty skirts in a rainbow of hues.
    full, floaty skirts in a rainbow of hues.  +
  • Like the shade of a hero from the stories,
    Like the shade of a hero from the stories, Gareth is not the man he was born to be. Hints of that attractive glory still remain in the hard set of his jaw, the deep rich blue-violet of his eyes. His blonde hair is almost always kept shorn to stubble on his head, and his eyes are more cold, hard, and foreboding than filled with joy. He moves stiffly, his hard body showing the suffering he has gone through. An ugly, formless burn scar covers half of his face, like someone pressed it down onto a hot brazier for fun. Other scars from cuts, burns, and all manner of cruel torment criss cross his arms and shoulders, only a few faded into obscurity. There's a sharp intelligence in his features, however, and a force of will that keep him short of being a monster.
    ll that keep him short of being a monster.  +
  • Lilith is a pixie-faced former princess wi
    Lilith is a pixie-faced former princess with a mischievous twinkle to her wide, expressive green eyes. She has a long neck and a heart-shaped face with small, delicate features and high cheekbones. Her beguiling smile often graces her soft, rosebud lips and frames her slightly pronounced top front teeth. Hidden behind her attentive eyes is an alluring look betraying her lust for life and excitement.{/{/She has fair, baby-soft skin and a subtle smattering of freckles dancing from her cheeks over her nose. Her long, soft curls and waves of light beachy brown hair cascade down her back and over her shoulders. She is a lithe, long-limbed and graceful woman with a strong posture, very in touch with the physical world around her.{/{/Her voice is like down feathers with a soft Mourning Islands accent, gentle, stylish and serious. Her trilled R and sing-song tone are like the whistle of birds. Her presence is often calm and competent, if not with a little stony, rebellious attitude.
    with a little stony, rebellious attitude.  +
  • Lise doesn't look like she knows how to sm
    Lise doesn't look like she knows how to smile. There is something set about her stony expression, carved deep into her features. Not so much a frown as a face of intense study. Someday, the lines will burn their way into her skin, but not yet. At least, none can be seen. Perhaps it's the habit of smearing her face with charcoal or colorful pastes mixed by her own hand that hides them. Or maybe the untamed mess of tangled red hair. Whatever it is, Lise looks like she doesn't like anyone.
    , Lise looks like she doesn't like anyone.  +
  • Lissome, and of proud bearing, Aella strik
    Lissome, and of proud bearing, Aella strikes a confident and capable figure. A true woman of the Northlands, she stands taller than many in a crowd. Her slender curves and lean muscle leave the impression that she could leap into action at any moment - whether on the deck of her ship or the dancefloor of a ballroom. At times, she is unmistakably Prodigal with thick, untamed waves of burnished copper hair cascading to mid-back - a few slim braids and raven feathers scattered throughout. At others, her expressive features are framed by carefully woven hairstyles that highlight the sparkle or storm of her gray-blue eyes and the fullness of her quick-to-smile lips. There is little in the way of unique identifying marks - no tattoos or prominent scars, but the careful observer may notice a symbol on the palm of her right hand.
    ce a symbol on the palm of her right hand.  +
  • Lithe and energetic in gait, Zakariah is y
    Lithe and energetic in gait, Zakariah is youth personified. Often 20 steps ahead of those he's "following," his golden hair and ivory skin shine under the sun. Zakariah's long slender limbs deceive one into underestimating the youthful strength and vigor held within his body. Somewhat short he often has to climb onto others shoulders to see.
    has to climb onto others shoulders to see.  +
  • Lithe and lean, Emlyn is not the picture o
    Lithe and lean, Emlyn is not the picture of a great Northern warrior - or a great Blackram warrior, for that matter. He is still athletic and sinewy but his body type speaks of speed and agility rather than sheer muscle power. Messy waves of golden red sweep down across his forehead, usually brushed and coifed - even if it doesn't look that way by the end of the day. His features are relatively easy going, with a generous smile that spreads to the cerulean blue eyes.
    le that spreads to the cerulean blue eyes.  +
  • Lithe and narrow, Hadrian is a tall young
    Lithe and narrow, Hadrian is a tall young man whose angular face, deep-set green eyes, and high forehead stake out a striking challenge to traditional notions of male beauty. Smiles both dazzling and knowing are rarely far from his expressive lips. The blue-black hair that curls ever so slightly about his ears contrasts with the rosy undertones of his pale complexion. The exuberant zest for life that animates him can scarcely be contained by his slim, wide-shouldered frame. Above all else, the intensity and confidence in Hadrian's gaze and gestures make him a spectacle that is difficult to ignore.
    m a spectacle that is difficult to ignore.  +
  • Llyr's good health practically seethes aro
    Llyr's good health practically seethes around him, leaving something of a suffused brightness about him. He stands a little under six feet tall, rangy rather than thick-hewed, and constantly in motion of some kind. His long fingers are nimble and movements precise, orchestrated with simmering deliberation. A sweep of shaggy, dark hair styled to fall across his brow with careless ease frequently defies his best efforts to style it, and the summer sun may bring out sparks of warmer chestnut brown rather than the uttermost tip of coffee darkness it normally possesses. He has a face that many find open and appealing, invigorated by a warm complexion that holds a tan better than most Northlanders. A dusting of a beard and mustache fill the hollows of his cheeks, shadows that gather thickest against the hard angles of his jaw and chin. His mouth is wide and gregarious, readily delivering a smile. But those strange, ghostly eyes of his are a shade of the stormy skies, neither blue or not grey, but something in between. They're an odd feature for a man so given to good moods, given they possess deep clarity.
    od moods, given they possess deep clarity.  +
  • Locks of light brown hair curl in twists a
    Locks of light brown hair curl in twists and waves down this lovely young woman's back. She has wide, clear green eyes fringed with dark lashes, soft lips and cheeks which still have the adorable roundness of youth. Her heart-shaped face is anchored by a determined little chin and, more often than not, there is a pleasant, almost amused smile upon her features. While her body is lightly curved, she has a softness to her that seems almost romantic. Every movement of her body seems to exude grace and poise.
    f her body seems to exude grace and poise.  +
  • Logan has a wild flair to him. Tall and br
    Logan has a wild flair to him. Tall and broad shouldered, like most in his family, he displays the physical traits of a strong Northern Lord. His smiles are charming with a glint of mischief in his slate gray eyes. But despite his wild looks, Logan has a very distinct gracefulness in the way he carries himself. He moves with confidence and professionalism. His voice carries a subtle mysterious hint of a northern accent while being delightfully easy to listen to on more southern ears.
    y easy to listen to on more southern ears.  +
  • Long and lanky, Filshiar's rangy strength
    Long and lanky, Filshiar's rangy strength leaves him built more or less like a rake -- broad shouldered, narrow hipped, with long bones and sturdy muscle of a man in fit fighting form. His skin is warm brown, his even features sculpted but left a little soft with the shade of unspent youth, his long hair a shade of brown so dark it is near-black. He keeps facial hair neatly groomed, shading dark over his full, soft mouth. His eyes are a soft, liquid brown, their depths shaded by the sooty thickness of long, long eyelashes, and their melting dark is expressive beneath fine, straight, dark eyebrows.
    ive beneath fine, straight, dark eyebrows.  +
  • Long and lean with broad shoulders and nar
    Long and lean with broad shoulders and narrow, angular hips, Cadern has a rake’s build to go with his rakish grin. Time outdoors has bronzed his complexion, his skin smooth and youthful and taut over sturdy muscle. Dark waves of well-kept hair brush the points of his strong jaw and the lobes of his ears. Sometimes he can look a little scruffy, but it’s a stylish scruffy that suggests a certain amount of careful manicuring of that facial hair to be just unruly enough to look the playful rogue rather than looking like a hungover drunk. {w({nA particularly flowery hat today.{w){n
    w({nA particularly flowery hat today.{w){n  +
  • Long and lean with broad shoulders and nar
    Long and lean with broad shoulders and narrow, angular hips, Cadern has a rake’s build to go with his rakish grin. Time outdoors has bronzed his complexion, his skin smooth and youthful and taut over sturdy muscle. Dark waves of well-kept hair brush the points of his strong jaw and the lobes of his ears. Sometimes he can look a little scruffy, but it’s a stylish scruffy that suggests a certain amount of careful manicuring of that facial hair to be just unruly enough to look the playful rogue rather than looking like a hungover drunk.
    rather than looking like a hungover drunk.  +
  • Long and lean, Bedivere stands tall amongs
    Long and lean, Bedivere stands tall amongst any crowd, and carries himself in the ramrod-straight military manner. His straight nose is longer than average, perched above a square jaw, which is regularly shaven. His dark hair is of a middling length and touched with hints of silver. When he smiles, one can see how handsome he was in his youth - it's a shame, then, that he rarely does so. Of particular note is the nub where his right hand once was; the scarred arm it belongs to is usually pressed protectively against his body.
    lly pressed protectively against his body.  +
  • Long black hair falls to shoulder length,
    Long black hair falls to shoulder length, moving in a curtain of midnight when he turns his head. It is rare that there is not an errant lock falling across his features. Full lips flutter between salaciousness and bemusement, though, its equally inclined towards a sardonic smirk; whatever the cant, it is always expressive. His pale, unblemished skin holds no sign of scar or freckle, at least, not on his face. With his beardlessness, he appears relatively youthful in demeanor. Without too much in the way of height, the man can occasionally seem almost waifish, his build given muchly towards a slenderness. Yet, a careful observer would note something more wiry than at first glass, skin taut against his frame like leather across a drum, a body of whipcord and steel. Perhaps unfairly, he has long black lashes. Often, they are darkened with soot.
    ashes. Often, they are darkened with soot.  +
  • Long blond hair, faint waves in the hair i
    Long blond hair, faint waves in the hair indicating possible curles within her hair. Her height, about five three makes her slightly shorter then the norm but her hair and greeneyes gives her a slight stand out look. Her skirt is travel worn, frayed at the hem and her under-skirt long gone. Her shirt, wide at the neck falls off one shoulder while her leather corset is unable to hide the fullness of her breasts.
    nable to hide the fullness of her breasts.  +
  • Long blonde hair frames a delicate, heart
    Long blonde hair frames a delicate, heart shaped face. Her features are soft despite her high cheekbones, lending her a very feminine appearance. Lips that seem forever on the verge of a knowing smirk give her an intriguing air of mystery and mischief always seems to twinkle in her brilliant blue eyes. Thistle is built quite slender and sylph*like, with a tiny waist that highlights her curves. Despite living in the Lower Boroughs, her pale skin is largely unblemished and the only scar she possesses, is a small burn on her right wrist. It's been partially covered by a simple white tattoo of a chrysanthemum. The flower isn't inked in, only showing the outlines of the petals.
    , only showing the outlines of the petals.  +
  • Long brunette hair is left loose, and her
    Long brunette hair is left loose, and her skin has caught more than it's share of sun, with long lashes and dark eyes set over cheeks a little reddened with a permanent burn. Slender, with long limbs and small hands, she moves quickly and neatly, without grace or refinement
    ly and neatly, without grace or refinement  +
  • Long hair is such a dark brown as to appea
    Long hair is such a dark brown as to appear nearly black when the light does not hit it directly, and is both silky in quality and perfectly straight. It is the type of hair that no matter how long bound up, or how humid the air is, it somehow never seems to even dimple, always remaining so very straight. Her skin is the warm bronze tones of someone who has spent their life outside under the sun. Features are feline-esque, with finely arched brows, eyes slightly pointed at the corners and high, fine cheekbones. While she is the athletic kind of slender, there is an unexpected strength to her body, her hands scarred and calloused by years spent with a bow in her hand.
    sed by years spent with a bow in her hand.  +
  • Long locks of fiery red hair tumble from t
    Long locks of fiery red hair tumble from the head of this curvy young lady, reaching the small of her back. Her face is slightly angular, framed by red bangs, with dark, long-lashed green eyes, a scar across her nose, and thin lips that are usually curved in a smile. Her skin has a healthy tan to it, with smatterings of freckles all across her body - face, shoulders, chest, back, legs, you name it. Her curvaceous body boasts toned muscles and a couple more scars(on her shoulder and her other forearm) that suggest that she's been in a fight here and there.
    that she's been in a fight here and there.  +
  • Long of limb with a wiry frame corded with
    Long of limb with a wiry frame corded with muscle, he possesses the body of a warrior - and all that comes with it, such as the diagonal scar that runs from halfway down his fair-skinned forehead to where it cleaves his left eyebrow in two, marring his otherwise youthful good looks. Sapphire blue eyes observe the world around him with open curiosity, sitting squarely above his aquiline nose, thin lips, sharp cheekbones and a neatly trimmed beard on his pale face. Sandy blond hair is kept short and more often disheveled than not. Still, he carries himself with a proud stance as befits a knight of the Valardin family, broad shoulders back and face tilted up just so.
    shoulders back and face tilted up just so.  +
  • Long sable black tresses tumble down her s
    Long sable black tresses tumble down her shoulders framing her golden amber eyes that act as mirrors to her soul. Her skin is tanned from her days in the garden and has a dusky quality. Her frame is tall for a woman, just under six feet and her body is like a curvy willow with modest bosom, narrow waist and long coltish legs.
    bosom, narrow waist and long coltish legs.  +
  • Long shoulder length straight brown hair t
    Long shoulder length straight brown hair that is usually kept in a top bun on his oval shaped head, keeping his clean-shaven face and light grey eyes clear. His white skin is sun kissed to the point it has become rough and leathery fading some of the many tattoos he has over his body. The tattoos in their ambiguity speak about a life of crime, its merits, lost, and ultimately the prison time and place he served in. His shoulders are wide, lean-muscled arms and legs, and an athletic frame.
    cled arms and legs, and an athletic frame.  +
  • Long waves of brown hair fall loosely arou
    Long waves of brown hair fall loosely around Tomwell's neck jaw and neck, usually a little unruly, with a forelock of bangs that keeps falling into his eyes. His eyes are blue-gray, deep-set and narrow. His strong nose and sturdy jaw lend a hint of ruggedness to looks that might ordinarily be just a little too pretty, with the soft curve of his mouth and the ridiculously long length of his eyelashes. His lean height balanced by the easy grace of his carriage, much about the way Tomwell moves suggests his dancer's elegance.
    well moves suggests his dancer's elegance.  +
  • Long, bright auburn hair is a concession t
    Long, bright auburn hair is a concession to vanity that almost seems like more trouble then it is really worth in the end, and a lot of work. Everything else about her is the image of practicality and focus on the more martial of arts. She's lithe, capable of easy movements and a strength that isn't obvious by cursory inspection. Strong brows arch over wide, vividly blue eyes that often flash with amusement and mischief. Her mouth is expressive, but often set in a neutral line, and she's got strong features with wide, high cheek bones.
    rong features with wide, high cheek bones.  +
  • Long, cascading curls of crimson hair flow
    Long, cascading curls of crimson hair flow past shoulders and hanging delicately about mid-back. This uniquely red hair gives a nice contrast against her dusky colored skin. She looks to the world with a cold, dark gaze which is heightened by kohl lined beneath her black eyes. There is a puckering of the skin along her jawline beneath her left ear. The scar runs nearly to her chin. In spite of the scar, she is a beautiful vision.
    te of the scar, she is a beautiful vision.  +
  • Long, curling dark locks of hair crown the
    Long, curling dark locks of hair crown the top of this man's head and falls gently to his shoulders. His face is of an oval shape, with delicately-articulated cheekbones that slope downwards into a rounded chin. Sitting above a rounded nose are a pair of almond-shaped, brightly-colored hazel eyes which are rimmed by long lashes and topped by sparse brows. His pinkish, lower lip juts out slightly, giving it a pouty look. He has a sort of 'laissez-faire' look about him. He is often well-poised, sauntering haughtily about on his toned legs.
    ntering haughtily about on his toned legs.  +
  • Long, flowing black hair falls forward aro
    Long, flowing black hair falls forward around his face, framing the broad strength of his cheekbones. It is a fierce face, angled and elegant, even-featured, with a hawkish, aquiline nose, a strong, defined jaw, and a full, soft mouth that parts to show white teeth. His eyes are deep and black, beneath starkly defined black eyebrows. His skin is a darkly golden shade, and his jawline and chin have a tendency to the shadows of forgotten scruff. He moves with startling abruptness and frequent intensity; there is always a sharpness to his motion, a cutting quickness to his carriage.
    tion, a cutting quickness to his carriage.  +
  • Long, niveous hair cascades down Miraj's b
    Long, niveous hair cascades down Miraj's back in a tumult of large, bouncy curls that causes it to pleasingly frame her winsome oval face. Below two dark, fine brows are set two smouldering indigo eyes wreathed in long, dramatic lashes that lend her a piercing and intense gaze. A single beauty mark under her right eye gives character to an otherwise symmetrical face, drawing attention to the noble height of her cheekbones and the smoothness of her cheeks. Adjacent to them is a demure, enigmatic mouth with generous lips that are prone to warm, flirtatious smiles and easy, melodic laughter. With smooth sun-kissed skin, a sylphlike figure, and all the right feminine curves it's easy to see that she's quite fit, but lacking in much muscular definition. Overall, she presents a sophisticated and effortlessly elegant tableau without lacking in warmth and vulnerability.
    thout lacking in warmth and vulnerability.  +
  • Long, straight filaments of spun gold are
    Long, straight filaments of spun gold are tied in a tidy topknot atop the head of a towering brute. The tie is near to the back of the man's head, which is shaved, as are the sides. Beneath a broad forehead and blond brows, icy eyes are prone to staring with calculating alertness. Stubble shrouds his facial features, and the sides and back of his head, though it is thicker in a mustache beneath his nose, and where his sideburns stretch down to meet a tuft of hair on his chin. His lips are a pensive pink aperture, prone alike to displays of confidence or cruelty. He moves with confidence and brutal efficiency, his every move calculated and deliberate.
    his every move calculated and deliberate.  +
  • Long, thick, straight hair falls in shinin
    Long, thick, straight hair falls in shining black waves to the midst of Mia's back. The gossamer cascade shapes inward around her high cheekbones, lending to the gently oval shape of her face. Her golden-toned features are softened by the slight downturn of her nose over the bow of her full lips. Her eyes narrow in a slight curve, gleaming black beneath thin brows, framed by thick lashes. Lean but shapely, there is something about Mia that suggests directed motion, a contained grace and a strong likelihood that wisdom lies in removing oneself from her path.
    om lies in removing oneself from her path.  +
  • Long, tied back raven-black hair falls loo
    Long, tied back raven-black hair falls loosely behind him, framing his chiseled features. Piercing blue eyes seem to examine everything within his gaze with almost a perpetual stillness. A bright white smile can almost always be seen underneath a dusting of dense facial hair further defining his strong jawline.
    hair further defining his strong jawline.  +
  • Longish dark hair is often touseled, falli
    Longish dark hair is often touseled, falling a bit in front of eyes the color of rich loam and bark after a rain. They sparkle a bit when he smiles, taking away some of the somberness that seems to follow him more often than not. He appears to be in his early to mid twenties, well built and athletic, with the musculature of one who has seen the use of both sword and bow. Standing a little under six feet in height, he dresses in the manner that befits a huntsman, in colors of earth and vegetation more often than not, favoring function over form.
    ten than not, favoring function over form.  +
  • Lonzio's high cheekbones and pronounced ja
    Lonzio's high cheekbones and pronounced jaw culminate at a handsomely square-shaped chin. His short hair comes as a dark shock against an otherwise pale-tinted beige complexion. For reading, the man is often reliant upon spectacles or worse, reduced to squinting. Neither particularly tall nor muscular, what physical prowess Lonzio does possess is merely a byproduct of active leisure.
    s is merely a byproduct of active leisure.  +
  • Looking like a creature summoned from the
    Looking like a creature summoned from the very air, the sylphic glide of form as it moved with cool assurance caused not a disturbance upon the ground in which she walked. Only the rustle of skirts, like a tumbling leaf strewn haphazardly by the wind, announced the quiet presence of Lady Ophira. All graceful svelte lines, there was naught a blemish on the dusky expanse of skin from pristine fingertip to slim swan neck. Dusky tone was offset with a glossy tumble of dark, midnight black hair that was set in a loose braid that rested at her hips. The darkened curling tendrils often broke loose from the confines of it's tie, brushing against the noblewoman's features where power lurked. It was not in lips that were often set in a cunning line of interest, a tease of a smile at the corner of mouth as if she knew a secret you did not, lower lip a bit fuller than upper making it more grippable by pearly whites in a thoughtful bite. The power was not in the high browed, pronounced cheekbones of an aristocratic face nor the straight nose that held a delicate point. As one might expect it was in large, burdensome eyes that were framed by a thickened cluster of dark lashes, leaving expression sultry in it's heavy lidded questing for what lay at the true heart of those that were fortunate or in some circumstances most unfortunate to have crossed her path.
    most unfortunate to have crossed her path.  +
  • Loose curls of deep black frame an animate
    Loose curls of deep black frame an animated face, a pretty face, and Scythia is well aware of it. Kohl frames her amber-flecked brown eyes, but from there it's not easy to tell what cosmetics are helping along her beauty, it's all subtle and layered in mystery. Her body is as sculpted as her features, sinuous curves and long lean lines, and despite her diminutive height, she manages to move with a swaying step, flaunting her hourglass figure. She is aware that she is looked at, and often her movements are over the top, just to draw that attention further.
    top, just to draw that attention further.  +
  • Lord Alecto gets much of his daily exercis
    Lord Alecto gets much of his daily exercise from casual turns about the gardens or sudden sprints between offices. Although his posture is nothing to write home about from long hours spent hunched over a desk, he manages to still be mindful of his appearance without succumbing to an excess of vanity. His skin is a clean liquid brown and his hair is thick, growing atop his head in tight coils the color of a raven's plumage.
    ight coils the color of a raven's plumage.  +
  • Lord Anders Nightcove cuts an impressive f
    Lord Anders Nightcove cuts an impressive figure, but it's not based entirely on size. He's tall, yes. But more leanly muscular than bulky. His frame is whipcord, athletic and built for speed. His bearing would be rigid and unyielding, were it not for the constant suggestion that he's simply coiled energy incarnate. With an often stern and disapproving suggestion, it doesn't seem likely that anything truly brings the man pleasure. He's handsome, in a sharp and severe fashion with high cheekbones, clean jawline and alert eyes of vivid hazel. His hair is brown, sandy. His skin tanned from years in the sun, with lines around his mouth and his forehead.
    h lines around his mouth and his forehead.  +
  • Lord Dycard Blackshore is a force of natur
    Lord Dycard Blackshore is a force of nature that just draws the eye when he walks in the room. The few scars he bears do nothing to take away from the chiseled jaw and noble features. Clearly this man spends more time in the sun than indoors because his sun-touch skin glimmers with vitality. His body is lean, muscled and has not a shred of fat. Ladies and men alike will find appeal in this one, as his wandering Cerulean eyes do not discriminate. There's a fine steel to his tone that's layered underneath the demeanor of a courtier as if his survival was hard won.
    courtier as if his survival was hard won.  +
  • Lord Jasper Steelhart carries the broad sh
    Lord Jasper Steelhart carries the broad shoulders and barrel chest his family is known for, taking after his ancestors from Highhill. He's at the height of his physical prowess, his powerful body filling out his armor well. There is a maturity to the young man that shows he's had to take a lot in the last few years. His smiles are few and far between, and his grey eyes have a jaded look to them. His face carries a shadow of beard, because the man is oftentimes too busy to shave. His black hair cut closely in a military style common for Valardin knights.
    ilitary style common for Valardin knights.  +
  • Lorenzo's dark hair is very soft, frequent
    Lorenzo's dark hair is very soft, frequently worn in some stage of fluffy rumple, and he somehow constantly generates the impression that it needs to be trimmed. There's a doe's gentle warmth to his liquid brown eyes that gives him an unfair advantage in making entreaties, but might prove a true problem should he ever need to evince menace. His slim frame, long limbs and lithe build lend to the seeming impression is more darting prey animal than lunging predator. His smile, though, is entirely melting warmth, and there is nothing in it that suggests flight or fear.
    othing in it that suggests flight or fear.  +
  • Lot looks the way children imagine an ogre
    Lot looks the way children imagine an ogre would look. Hulking and brawny, he is tall, broad of shoulder, chest, and hip, with thick muscular limbs ending in unusually large feet and hands. His dark hair and beard are cropped short. All of this combines to make his head look proportionally smaller, with dark, narrow eyes, a prominent jaw, crooked nose, and large ears.
    ominent jaw, crooked nose, and large ears.  +
  • Lothair stands slightly taller than most a
    Lothair stands slightly taller than most at an even six feet. His face is typically full of enthusiasm, with a delightful smile always accompanying it. His hair is kept short and thin in a buzzed look never drawing any attention even from the wind. Lothair has an endomorph body type that is well built with definitive muscles.
    hat is well built with definitive muscles.  +
  • Lovely beyond compare, Jaenelle embodies a
    Lovely beyond compare, Jaenelle embodies all that is perfect about a woman. Her large blue eyes sparkle with a joy of life, even when staring off into space. Her creamy skin, unblemished by the trials of life, looks as smooth as satin. Soft highlights of pure gold set her flaxen hair ablaze as it curls ever so slightly about her cherubic face. More often than not, her expression is filled with cheer and mild, delighted mischief.
    d with cheer and mild, delighted mischief.  +
  • Lovely but serious and studious, Lailah ha
    Lovely but serious and studious, Lailah has the scholarly visage of an academic. Slight of build, without the honed muscles of a trained combatant, she nonetheless has inherited her parents' natural grace and winsome attractiveness. Her youthful face rarely boasts the brilliant smile she offers to those closest to her, and her serious expressions are enhanced by the old soul reflected in her deep brown eyes. Her ebony hair is often kept shorter than fashionable, in a practical cut, showing off the lovely curve and dark skin of her neck. While she downplays her beauty, she can never hide the enchantment of her heavenly voice. Even in speaking, or whisper, her voice captivates- making it all the more disappointing she rarely uses it.
    the more disappointing she rarely uses it.  +
  • Lovely is a word that describes her well,
    Lovely is a word that describes her well, this petite and pale-skinned young woman who carries herself with purpose. A beauty that could be breathtaking were she to employ it so, but in the day to day is much more approachable. Wide blue eyes the color of the ocean are framed with a fringe of dark lashes that shows off the exquisite color and manages to add a doelike innocence to her glances when she wishes them to. Her features are delicate, almost girlish, yet when certain moods overtake she is every inch the formidable woman. Pale skin is lightly dusted with freckles from the sun across the cheeks and nose, and her smiles are consistently engaging.
    and her smiles are consistently engaging.  +
  • Luca's hair is always in one stage or anot
    Luca's hair is always in one stage or another of growing out a respectable haircut. Straight and very dark brown, it brushes over his ears and curls slightly against his collar. He's clean-shaven and his clothes are in (mostly) decent repair, but he gives off the impression of not caring a whit about his appearance. He gives off that impression because he doesn't care a whit about it. Lucky for him, he's dreadfully handsome, with a broad-boned face and low black brows that cast deep shadows on eyes the color of cinnamon. His 'fashion' is best described as extremely casual, but with his lanky build and smoothly bronzed skin, he manages to make it look just a little bit stylish.
    to make it look just a little bit stylish.  +
  • Lucaj Grimhall is a sailor born and bred,
    Lucaj Grimhall is a sailor born and bred, and it is obvious by his very bearing. Muscles are sinewy and strong, and he stands a bit over six feet, with the tanned skin that comes from working outside for most of the day. His hair is a mess of ginger curls when not well-tamed, and his beard is the same shade, and nearly always grown out in whatever style happens to be of the moment.
    hatever style happens to be of the moment.  +
  • Lucrezia Pravus doesn't walk, she stalks i
    Lucrezia Pravus doesn't walk, she stalks in a mix of alluring aggression and seductive grace. A lean-looking woman that is more sea serpent than frail courtier, Lucrezia's noble bearing and confidence point to a definitive noble ancestry, one that hails from the dark waters of Setarco. The dirty blonde hair and tanned skin point to a life at sea and the experience that comes with it, but in her eyes there is a glint of malice that is all too natural, something that comes from within, coupled with the unhinged airs of someone who has spent too much time in the sea. The captain's face has a certain roguish charm to it, some confidence born of knowing she is not possessing the raw beauty of some of other nobles, and she doesn't really need it to take what she wants. Lucrezia's lean body has its curves, but it is her gait that demands attention, something sultry and feral all in one.
    on, something sultry and feral all in one.  +
  • Ludovic is.. Thoroughly average for a man
    Ludovic is.. Thoroughly average for a man from the North. He's not excessively tall or burly, but also not quite lean. He's solid, with broad shoulders, narrow hips and a strong jaw. Blond hair is often tousled, usually kept on the shorter side. Likewise, Ludo prefers to be clean-shaven when life permits. When it doesn't, he's at least the well-kept kind of scruffy. His eyes are the saturated blue of a cloudless summer sky, deep and captivating.
    loudless summer sky, deep and captivating.  +
  • Lumen's thick black hair is kept short and
    Lumen's thick black hair is kept short and often swept into an updo to accentuate her delicate, swan-like neck. Long of limb, what in youth might have been awkward and gangly now works to her benefit and allows her to stand tall and elegant of bearing. At first glance, the young woman's gaze may appear black. With any prolonged eye contact, it reveals itself to be alight with twinkles of molten gold and silvery blue -- a dappling of distant stars in a night sky.
    dappling of distant stars in a night sky.  +
  • Lush, loose red curls fall partway down th
    Lush, loose red curls fall partway down this fair maiden's back when her hair is loose. A smattering of freckles keep her looking young, although her dark brown eyes hold a solemnity that someone her age shouldn't have to bear. She's seen much. She usually has her hair pinned into a neat bun, with a few wisps of hair escaping despite her best efforts. She moves with a careless grace, unable to help herself as she walks with her head down, humbled by life, and grateful for the pieces she's picked up.
    d grateful for the pieces she's picked up.  +
  • Lustrous, dark brown hair cascading in wav
    Lustrous, dark brown hair cascading in waves frames a face which possess eyes that gleam like that of a serpent. It's not hard to imagine how prey feels when trapped within their beguiling gaze, beneath long lashes and perfectly shaped brows. Her smooth skin is often a sun-kissed bronze with a rosy tint owed to many years growing up under the Ostrian sun. Her frame is supple, and she moves with a near effortless feminine grace. Alessia is indeed lovely to behold, but it's clear that to get too close is not without its danger. It is, as no few men have said, only too easy to lose oneself to her wiles and the curve of her lips when she smiles.
    and the curve of her lips when she smiles.  +
  • Lycoris is painted in earthy, warm colors
    Lycoris is painted in earthy, warm colors and her chartreuse almondine eyes are by far her most striking feature; their gaze enigmatic and nearly always engaged in a come-hither stare. The rest of her exotic features are built on a symmetrical heart shaped foundation and can best be described as regal; with noble cheekbones and a pert aristocratic nose. At the corners of her sultry mouth, a devious quirk lingers, threatening to break into a smile but rarely do they ever. She is graceful of limb and toned of physique, not lacking in the beguiling curves of a woman. Her flawless skin has been gently kissed by the sun, coupled with deep toffee-colored tresses that cascade down her back in loose, effortless waves.
    down her back in loose, effortless waves.  +
  • Lyonis Pravus is a man many would consider
    Lyonis Pravus is a man many would consider weak and unimposing. Often coughing and sometimes hacking, he is perpetually ill. Cold to the touch and possessed of nearly transparent white skin. You can see his dark blue veins when close to him. He is a tactician by trade and a blackguard at heart. Known for somewhat odd strategies and only modest success on the field of battle. His advantages are few, but some might say he has a knack for making the most of sacrifices. He is loyal to his house and humble enough to know better than to stretch his already poor luck.
    ter than to stretch his already poor luck.  +
  • Lyria has expressive blue-green eyes. She
    Lyria has expressive blue-green eyes. She has a button nose above full, rosy lips. She has average shoulders and well defined muscles, a medium chest and hips. Her arms are delicate and end in long hands with small clear fingernails. She has long legs and is rather delicate. Her hair is done in loose curls. Her alabaster skin shines softly with all the luminescence of a full moon, while her lips seem to be upturned in a warm smile most of the time. Her legs are slim and strong.
    of the time. Her legs are slim and strong.  +
  • Macario is a Lycene rogue with dark hair a
    Macario is a Lycene rogue with dark hair and a dark glimmer to his eyes. His smile gives nothing away. Tall and lean, he possesses a dancer's natural grace and wields a quill with artistic flourish. His patrician features speak to nobility and his aristocratic bearing leaves no doubt that he knows his own worth.
    aves no doubt that he knows his own worth.  +
  • Maddox is tall and handsome, though not th
    Maddox is tall and handsome, though not the sort of handsome that makes him stand out in a crowd. No, this is a quieter sort of look, that everyday handsome that means he sometimes goes unnoticed - until his animated comment about this or that lights up his features. Then he goes from everyday handsome to arresting, with deep brown eyes that never seem to miss anything going on around him, and hand gestures that emphasize his points one at a time. His mouth turns up at the corners as though he is always ready to smile, and he has a dimple on one cheek when he does.
    he has a dimple on one cheek when he does.  +
  • Madeleine looks like summer. Her eyes are
    Madeleine looks like summer. Her eyes are the morning: a soft gray dawn, hinted with the blue of the sky. Her hair is the noon, wheat gold and falling long and straight around her shoulders. Her laughter is the evening, low and warm in the velvet richness of her smoky voice. Voluptuously shaped, Madeleine has an earthy fullness to her body that is sometimes masked by her preference for flowy veils and flaring robes. Her feet are bare when she can get away with it, soles thickly callused. Crows feet walk beside her eyes, along her mouth. There's something about her that suggests she ought to be wearing flowers, even if she isn't.
    to be wearing flowers, even if she isn't.  +
  • Madrien Daupenne seldom commands attention
    Madrien Daupenne seldom commands attention in any particular room he happens to be in. That would seem a strange allocation of resources to his mind. In fact, his appearance in general is seldom up to the high standards of Lycene society at all, his thin frame draped in comparatively drab garments and his wiry silver hair and peppershot beard constantly verging on inadequacy in their grooming. This is because he is arrogant, not vain, and, so, believes that his other admirable qualities far outweigh his aesthetic impairment. It is a statement of both pride and indifference. Overall, his body and features give off an impression of elongation that can trick the eyes into registering his form as being taller than he actually is, and his expression almost never gives off any genuine cues as to his internal state. The words used to describe his resting facial expression mostly range from 'bemused' to 'hateful' with, typically, a large collection of votes for 'completely indifferent to all aspects of my very existence' slathered over top.
    of my very existence' slathered over top.  +
  • Mae walks the border between dark and ligh
    Mae walks the border between dark and light with a confidence twice as big as she is. Small, wiry, quick as a whip and strong as one too (or so she boasts), she's not a presence easily missed unless she wants to be. Her thick dark hair has been cut short and falls in unruly waves to jaw-length, framing a sharp face composed of features just a little too large for their canvas. Big brown eyes with thick lashes are a pretty feature but her nose is too hawkish; her mouth too wide; her chin is a dimpled and jutting angle that precedes her everywhere. She has the pale skin of a person born to shadows but it's strewn with freckles that from a distance are too easily mistaken for flecks of dirt. At a glance, she's too easily branded as being Boroughs spawned and it doesn't appear to bother her a bit.
    and it doesn't appear to bother her a bit.  +
  • Maeve is a wild, untamed looking woman, wi
    Maeve is a wild, untamed looking woman, with a sense of peace and serenity about her. Her dark red hair is almost brown, and perpetually back in a messy braid, ornamented with flowers, feathers, or whatever bit of nature calls to her. Her deep blue eyes flicker violet on occasional, full of an ancient wisdom beyond her young years. Her features are youthful, with an adorable button nose spattered with freckles, and a bow mouth that smiles or scowls brilliantly. She wears her emotions openly, occasionally too much so, and her speaking voice carries a melody of birdsong on the wind.
    carries a melody of birdsong on the wind.  +
  • Magaen is a fierce beauty. Her eyes smolde
    Magaen is a fierce beauty. Her eyes smolder with dark heat from the battlefields of her past and her full pouty mouth bleeds from rich brown to rose-petal pink where her lips meet. Lean muscle flexes beneath a clean earthy complexion that's brushed ever so lightly with a dusting of lush mahogany. Unless in formal dress, her black hair is frequently pulled back from her face for reasons of practicality.
    from her face for reasons of practicality.  +
  • Magencia looks like summer. Her eyes are t
    Magencia looks like summer. Her eyes are the morning: a soft gray dawn, hinted with the blue of the sky. Her hair is the noon, wheat gold and falling long and straight around her shoulders. Her laughter is the evening, low and warm in the velvet richness of her smoky voice. Voluptuously shaped, Magencia has an earthy fullness to her body that is sometimes masked by her preference for flowy veils and flaring robes. Her feet are bare when she can get away with it, soles thickly callused. Crows feet walk beside her eyes, along her mouth. There's something about her that suggests she ought to be wearing flowers, even if she isn't.
    to be wearing flowers, even if she isn't.  +
  • Magnus is a giant of a man, standing well
    Magnus is a giant of a man, standing well beyond the average, though without disturbing human proportions. As if designed on a different scale, but one still within mortal range. While easily the first thing one notices, his muscular frame also comes with a curious habit. He moves at a slow, deliberate pace, rarely making any sudden moves, showing an awareness of his body, and a caution as to the environment around him. A quiet giant, uninterested in the watching eyes of others. His own are the colour of verdant fields, patient and tranquil, yet by no means placid. Intelligence brightens them, and good humour warms them like a roaring fire in the hearth. He wears his hair long, reaching below his shoulders, a rich chestnut hue he leaves unadorned. A far cry from the raging barbarian, till he wears his bone armour and wades into battle, where the slowness of before disappears entirely.
    he slowness of before disappears entirely.  +
  • Magpie is fit, strong and built like a swi
    Magpie is fit, strong and built like a swimmer or a sailor, with broad arms and narrow hips. His eyes are deep set beneath a concerned brow, deep blue and piercing -- or twinkling, depending. There's a classic, rugged masculinity about his features, from the strong chin and fierce jaw to the bold stroke of his nose. His hair is a dark tousle of waves, deep, rich brown with a few threads of auburn caught in highlights. He has one of those faces prone to five o'clock shadow regardless of the hour of the day or how recently he claims to have shaved.
    or how recently he claims to have shaved.  +
  • Maharet is the kind of beauty that stands
    Maharet is the kind of beauty that stands out among a sea of beautiful women in Tremorus. Whereas they are bronzed or sun-kissed, she is pale like moonlight. They tend towards shades of blonde and brunette but she is a fiery-haired girl with bright golden colored irises that stand out as striking and unusual. No one used to spare her a glance when she walked down the streets of the city-state, something she has grown used to. Her height is middling, leaning towards tall for Arvani women but much shorter than the average woman in House Proscipi. Her svelte figure is young and nubile, seeming to signify that she has not yet carried a child or perhaps is one of the lucky ones to have never shown. Even though she stands apart from the other native Southeastern Saffron people, it is celebrated where she comes from and thus she has never been self-conscious about it.
    he has never been self-conscious about it.  +
  • Malcolm has that 'handsomeness of indeterm
    Malcolm has that 'handsomeness of indeterminate age' about him. There's a soft youthfulness that has yet to be banished from the curves of his cheeks, with a still somewhat boyish grin that's already given him crinkled lines around his dark, expressively playful eyes. His brows will no doubt be wild and bushy when he is an old man -- but he is not an old man yet -- so they are still strong and dark, sketching out his exaggerated moods with perfect clarity. His hair is cut close to his head, dark and mussed, in opposition to a jawline that's only partially concealed with a week’s worth of careless stubble. Otherwise unremarkable, and a little rough around the edges, he's a tall man, but not too tall; strong, but not obnoxiously so. He's clearly not a man that spends his time lifting heavy things to sculpt overt muscles.
    ting heavy things to sculpt overt muscles.  +
  • Malika has taken to the harsh sea like few
    Malika has taken to the harsh sea like few can. The woman is about five feet and eight inches tall. Her straight black hair falls to the middle of her back, though she usually wears it tied behind her head with leather cords. Her flesh is rich black and her eyes are fierce and dark. She is muscular of build and carries herself with supreme confidence.
    d carries herself with supreme confidence.  +
  • Mallory is a woman of unusual size. Closi
    Mallory is a woman of unusual size. Closing in on six feet tall, she is a study in hidden strengths. On the thin side with smaller, subtle curves, she might be considered willowy if it weren't for the wiry muscle and lithe precision in her every movement. Her skin looks to be fair with pink undertones, but the constant exposure to the sun has left her with a perpetually light tan. She keeps her windswept sandy blonde locks cut to just below her chin, just long enough to be put up if they get in the way. Her slender face holds eyes of an almost impossible shade of cerulean blue, with delicate features that would do any noblewoman proud. Her mouth is full on the bottom, perfectly bowed along the top, and capable of great expression from the slightest of tilts or twitches.
    n from the slightest of tilts or twitches.  +
  • Many are the men of legend who stand tall
    Many are the men of legend who stand tall - head and shoulders over other men - and broad and brawn; then there are those storied for being nimble and quick, given in stories to small statures and big deeds. Prospero fits neither mold, but falls squarely into the realm of averages - give or take a little. 6'0", he's tall without being remarkably so. His dark brown hair is curly and kept short, just shy of being allowed into the territory of unruly. A medium build keeps off the excessive paunch or softness of a sedentary life but shows no signs of exceptional muscles. He is a man pushing his late thirties, prone to crow's feet and the wrinkles caused by furrowing his brow too much.
    les caused by furrowing his brow too much.  +
  • Many see the mirror of his father when the
    Many see the mirror of his father when they look at Vitalis. He is tall, with hair as black as pitch and eyes of an unforgiving grey. He tends towards the rangy, however, and his smiles light up his face with a boyish charm, driving the chill from his gaze. Though Vitalis practices an economy of movement, when excited by something he gives into expansive gestures - rather like a one man play.
    ive gestures - rather like a one man play.  +
  • Many wise women say that a beautiful woman
    Many wise women say that a beautiful woman feels beautiful within, from the love she gives to her ideas and the creative ways in which she expresses her soul to those who love her and those who need love most. Cassiopeia is classically Proscipi in apperance with high cheekbones, angular, symetrical features, smooth golden tinted skin and bright azure colored eyes. She lacks the auburn that her cousins have and favors her father in coloring. On the island she would be considered average height for a woman but in the city of Arx she is easily one of the tallest women around but her lisson figure makes her seem delicate. She does not often wear makeup but when she does she tends towards a darker palette with rich cardinal shades of red for her heart shaped lips.
    l shades of red for her heart shaped lips.  +
  • Mara Striga is a child of the brightest da
    Mara Striga is a child of the brightest day of autumn, locks of hair colored like the dying leaves of a mighty forest in rich coppery and auburn tones. Sharp lines and high cheekbones mark her pale, freckled features, her almond eyes wide and hazel-colored serving as windows to the young woman's inquisitive soul. Frail of body, Mara is obviously not a physical specimen, her posture bringing airs of the last light of the twilight, something forlorn that glimpses at potential still to unfold.
    hat glimpses at potential still to unfold.  +
  • Marena is a product of her mixed heritage
    Marena is a product of her mixed heritage of Caina and Setarco, a beauty of chiseled features that gives airs of sharp deviousness. Poised like a keen raptor at her perch the woman has a noble bearing that exudes discipline, her frosty eyes depicting cutting strength. Standing at five foot five, the sylphlike Lycene is deadly grace and feminine curves, her tanned body sporting muscle tone and scars that agree with her background as a warrior trained among the best in the Summer Seas. The wavy hair is kept long, lustrous and dark, and it is an obvious point of pride and vanity, even if it is almost always tightly bound in a severe ponytail. Her eyes are dark blue, and a mouth unused to smiling sits in a rounded face with a sharp profile delineated by a straight-lined, round-tipped nose. Marena looks elegant and keen in almost everything she does, and on her right cheek she bears the mark of her father, a sharp curved talon tattoo.
    f her father, a sharp curved talon tattoo.  +
  • Marian is a striking, if hard-looking woma
    Marian is a striking, if hard-looking woman. Lean and long of leg, 'sinewy' is a better descriptor of her build than 'lithe'. Make no mistake, Marian is strong, and tough, and doesn't fit the picture of a Valardin knight at all - but appearances can deceive. Hers borders on sinister, with long, thick hair shaded so deeply red as to look burgundy. A thin scar bisects one eyebrow, continuing down over a sharp, high cheekbone. It calls attention to those flashing eyes, venom green and almond-shaped. When she smiles, it's most often a crooked affair, curling up just at one corner of her wide mouth. Her chin is strong, her hands and arms (and the rest of her, besides) criss-crossed with the faint scars that often decorate a knife-fighter.
    scars that often decorate a knife-fighter.  +
  • Marian is a striking, if hard-looking woma
    Marian is a striking, if hard-looking woman that has seen much in her life. Lean and long of leg, 'sinewy' is a better descriptor of her build than 'lithe'. Marian is strong, and tough, and resilient enough to take anything thrown at her. Her hair borders on sinister, with long, thick locks shaded so deeply red as to look burgundy. A thin scar bisects one eyebrow, continuing down over a sharp, high cheekbone. It calls attention to those flashing eyes, venom green and almond-shaped. When she smiles, it's most often a crooked affair, curling up just at one corner of her wide mouth. Her chin is strong, her hands and arms (and the rest of her, besides) crisscrossed with the faint scars that often decorate a knife-fighter. On clothes that show her midriff, she has two tribal tattoos, dragon and bear to commemorate her two marriages. Three tiny little bear cubs sleep at the foot of the roaring bear tattoo.
    ep at the foot of the roaring bear tattoo.  +
  • Marina is a tall and lean figure whose ski
    Marina is a tall and lean figure whose skin is bronzed by the sun, complimenting dark hair and a bright, whiskeyed amber gaze. She is almost constantly in motion, but never in a way that comes across as fidgety or agitated. Instead, what shines through in the lack of stillness is complete confidence and fierce strength. She doesn't walk when she can stride, and she doesn't stride when she can prowl. Her body is slender but fit, with the well-trained and compact muscles of a swimmer. A wide, devilish smile lights up a face that carries a wicked scar lancing down its right side, a keepsake from some blade strike that once barely missed her eye.
    de strike that once barely missed her eye.  +
  • Mark is of an unassuming height, neither t
    Mark is of an unassuming height, neither too short nor too tall. His build trends toward something that is more whipcord in nature, not bulky, but definitely with some athletic ability to him. He's fashioned a short dark beard and his hair is a mess of turbulent dark curls. His eyelashes are thick and his eyes are a warm brown.
    s are thick and his eyes are a warm brown.  +
  • Marked by stern, craggy features, Dag's fa
    Marked by stern, craggy features, Dag's face looks like the sort that's more comfortable wearing a frown. Though his skin might once have been fair, exposure to the sun and an assortment of other weathering conditions leaves it darkened and abused. Still, sharp lines and an angled jaw blend together in a somewhat flattering manner even if the latter is covered by a well-groomed beard. Obviously a matter of pride for the man, he keeps it shaped and clean as it blends into the thick mane of hair atop his head. Both obviously started out a chestnut brown, and for the most part they remain so, but exposure to the sun has left its mark, bleaching it until streaks of pale gold layer in with the darker shades. If the state of his hair and skin still left any question as to his history of laborious work, his build should lay to rest any doubts. Thick, corded muscle, broad shoulders, and a dense frame suggest whatever his vocation, it comes with a fair helping of heavy lifting.
    omes with a fair helping of heavy lifting.  +
  • Martin is, quite happily, sage-like in app
    Martin is, quite happily, sage-like in appearance. (In his younger, more adventurous years, he may have said 'wizard-like,' but time has tempered that with wisdom and prudence). Which is to say he is an old man with a glorious white beard of respectable length - the envy of all younger men around, who can only wish their beard was even half the length or a glimmer of its fullness, and, if Martin may say so himself (he does), its satiny lustre. His hair, also stark white, has yet to abandon his head despite his advanced age, and falls just past his ears to blend discreetly with his beard. His eyes, which often sparkle with good mirth, are of a faded green, often times a touch watery. His skin possesses ruddy undertones, but is ultimately thin and prone to easy bruising. Martin is of average height, though a stoop has taken away a few inches, and his frame no longer recalls its former robustness in youth.
    er recalls its former robustness in youth.  +
  • Maru's impressiveness is not in height, bu
    Maru's impressiveness is not in height, but in breadth. He is heavy, hard, and dense. Decades have taken the spring from his step, but he still moves with an implacable surety, like the relentless waves of his home and the cliffs they crash against through the years. Dark hair is frothed with silver-gray, dark shocks yet glimpsed beneath, swirling white. His hair alternates from kempt to unkempt and a variety of styles depending on who charmed him into sitting still long enough for its maintenance. His expression is grim and imposing, fearsome. And slightly more fearsome when he smiles.
    And slightly more fearsome when he smiles.  +
  • Marvella is a picture of elegance, grace,
    Marvella is a picture of elegance, grace, and style. She is slender and tall with raven black locks and dark eyes, accompanied by perfectly arched brows, thick lashes, high cheekbones and a lighter complexion than that of most of her family. Many consider her stunningly beautiful and Marvella makes a point to always appear her best. It is said Marvella bears a noticeable resemblance to her late great grandmother, Aimara Mazetti.
    er late great grandmother, Aimara Mazetti.  +
  • Massimiliano Buccheri is a man of height a
    Massimiliano Buccheri is a man of height and power, even if age has softened some of the broadness built into him from a life of hauling around stone and clay. More than anywhere else, that strength can be seen in his sculptor's hands. Age has stolen the color from his hair but left it an enviable silver with the natural thickness and health of it remaining untouched by time and now it complements the gray of his eyes better than ever the raven-dark mane of his youth did. Those eyes are not prone to the same warmth sometimes kindled in his personality. They're striking, but in a way that better serves the narrative of a cold heart and when he isn't smiling to take that edge from them few would be at fault for believing he's currently displeased with them. As a matter of course, his appearance is maintained thoroughly, his grooming a credit to the class of people from which he hails.
    o the class of people from which he hails.  +
  • Massive and imposing, Adalbern has been bl
    Massive and imposing, Adalbern has been blessed with a powerful, athletic build that seems perfect for looming. His honey blonde hair is worn long and wild, typically unbound, framing a little trimmed beard and steel grey eyes. The man's movements are large, and expansive, but with animalistic grace to them as he seems to fill the room with every gesture. When he speaks, it seems to almost rumble from the low, deep tones that serve to make himself heard across a room and his presence known even though he rarely raises his voice outside of battle.
    rarely raises his voice outside of battle.  +
  • Massive for any person, he also stands alm
    Massive for any person, he also stands almost as equally as tall as he is wide. Expression set with appears to be a permanent scowl, he looks out from dark blue eyes, which rest below thick brows. An average nose sits above two medium-filled lips, edges turned downward. His body is marred by the occasional scar, definitely weathered by nature as well. His body is sturdy as it is lithe. Midnight black hair is kept short, and unkempt on head, facial features somewhat angular.
    on head, facial features somewhat angular.  +
  • Mateline is a young woman who has lived wh
    Mateline is a young woman who has lived what some might call an easy life. Her skin is not quite pale but has the fair smooth look and the look of someone who has been protected from the sun all her life. Her figure is what would could reasonably be called Rubenesque (if Reuben existed in Arx, anyway). She has a full body with generous curves in hips, bust, and legs and has a healthy amount of plumpness to her in other parts as well. Her hair is a stunning shade of strawberry blonde and Mateline typically wears it in fashionable updos and braids designed to accenture the shape of her face. A delicate, heart-shaped face with full, plump lips, long lashes, and delicate hazel eyes along with a small nose and soft cheeks complete her look. Mateline is usually generously attired with cosmetic--dark red lips, dark lashes, kohl, and a dusting of rouge to bring out the best in her features are the usual.
    ut the best in her features are the usual.  +
  • Mathis is tall, long of limb and broad acr
    Mathis is tall, long of limb and broad across the shoulders. He doesn't carry on his body a tremendous amount of muscle, what he does have is more whipcord. Rangy. He's the sort of man that's built for agility and speed, and as such he moves with a significant economy of movement. His dark hair has a subtle wave to it, often cut short and allowed to dust the tops of his ears. He has a broad, charming smile that truly reaches his clear blue eyes, and his looks are what could be described as conventionally attractive. There's a hawkishness to his nose however, offering a bit more character than his features might have had otherwise. His skin is sunkissed, bronzed from many hours spent out in the fields and forests. His hands are strong, scattered with a variety of knicks and scars that speak to his time spent actively working.
    speak to his time spent actively working.  +
  • Mattheu might be the youngest of the Riven
    Mattheu might be the youngest of the Rivenshari, but he is definitely the biggest one of bunch. His large frame with hard muscles and well-worn hands that have seen many fights. His thoughtful mocha eyes burn with banked rage that's let loose when he's fighting. Easy to smile, and just as easy to anger, his facial expressions change with his mood. Unlike his brother, he prefers to keep his hair short, out of the way. With a thin layer of well groomed facial hair, or on a rare occasion cleanly shaved. There are quite a few scars on his body made a few lucky shots.
    scars on his body made a few lucky shots.  +
  • Maxen is a gangly, slim built sort. Starti
    Maxen is a gangly, slim built sort. Starting from the top he has a mess of thick black hair, and peering out from under those curls are dark green eyes. Not brooding though, there seems to be an air of playfulness, a lack of seriousness. His face is a pleasant array of sharp angles, with full lips that seem to be easy to quirk at some unseen amusement. His eyebrows are thick, and in combination with the rest of him his face is very expressive.
    e rest of him his face is very expressive.  +
  • Maximilian looks so much the sailor he bri
    Maximilian looks so much the sailor he brings the phantom scent of salt in his wake, even moving through throne rooms and cobbled streets. Most often he wears a practiced scowl: strong dark brows drawn low over striking sea-colored eyes, and a mouth tilted towards one chiseled cheekbone or another. Lanky and graceful, he's a rogueishly handsome man, with thick brown curls that beg for a sea breeze to ruffle them.
    that beg for a sea breeze to ruffle them.  +
  • Maybe a touch above six feet in height and
    Maybe a touch above six feet in height and broad shouldered, this man cuts an imposing figure, his long dark hair falling past his shoulders, either loose and wavy or secured in a long braid down his back. His tanned and weathered skin indicates a lifetime exposed to the sun, sea and wind. He holds himself with confidence and perhaps just a touch of bluster and smiles come easy to him.
    ch of bluster and smiles come easy to him.  +
  • Mayir has black, wild hair, that he never
    Mayir has black, wild hair, that he never seems to comb. It sticks out at all angles from his head, a tangle that defies both the barber's shears and the wind alike. Youthful, he has an easy smile, brown skin, and dark chocolate eyes that shine with mirth and keen perception. Mayir is also slender, and wiry, with quick, graceful movements of someone who is used to being underfoot and getting out of the way. Yet there is just a bit of muscle there too, of one who has had to lift and tote on the regular.
    o has had to lift and tote on the regular.  +
  • Maylis is a woman of average height, a wil
    Maylis is a woman of average height, a willowy figure in an ankle-length linen dress. Her clothing is homespun, simple but sturdy, and her carefully-coiffed short blonde hair and neat garb speak to an attention to cleanliness. She usually wears aprons with deep pockets, and smells of whatever fresh herbs she's been out picking that morning. She's rarely seen without a smile for everyone who crosses her path, and moves with calm, measured grace.
    path, and moves with calm, measured grace.  +
  • Meara is short but still somehow lanky, th
    Meara is short but still somehow lanky, there's no better way to put it. All wiry limbs and sharp elbows, the build of someone who is always burning off more energy than she's taking in. Her expression at rest is wary, but strong emotions (and they are usually strong) bring light to her features. Sometimes there are even dimples! Suntouched brown curls riot around her head; dark eyebrows arch over watchful hazel eyes. In silks or in leathers, Meara is only, irrevocably, herself.
    hers, Meara is only, irrevocably, herself.  +
  • Meesha Daije is a river siren with skin to
    Meesha Daije is a river siren with skin touched by sunshine. Her alluring amber eyes speaks of secrets that she only knows. Her long sable hair dances in the wind, flowing down her back. Her graceful movements make the most of her curves as she dances to music that only she hears. Many of sailor has fallen prey to the deadly flower with red tinged lips and blushing cheeks.
    with red tinged lips and blushing cheeks.  +
  • Megara is a slender woman whose feminine g
    Megara is a slender woman whose feminine grace does not easily translate into the predatory or sensuous gait of other Corsetina. The woman is subdued, sticking to the corners instead of taking centerstage, despite looks that might be described as fetching, even if exagerated. The young Corsetina has thick lips, a distinct nose and wide, vividly green eyes that are anything if not remarkable. Although her hair is midnight black like other Corsetinas' hers is highlighted by streaks of gold that mix with the dark locks that fall past her shoulders.
    e dark locks that fall past her shoulders.  +
  • Messy nest-like hair gives an unconcerned
    Messy nest-like hair gives an unconcerned appearance. Face is wrinkled from his life behind a forge and some would say his features are unremarkable, but the moustache is what makes his face memorable. He wears all of his trinkets wherever applicable, even after they broke. However unpractical that might be, he finds them serving their purpose.
    t be, he finds them serving their purpose.  +
  • Meticulous and intentional defines her app
    Meticulous and intentional defines her appearance. Her glossy hair is neatly-kempt and her complexion fresh almost dewy. Her fern green eyes are rimmed with dark inflections along the iris. Her hands are manicured and clean. The state of dress is fashionable but not a statement, each stitch in place and each adornment planned. She is below average height and makes herself even smaller by keeping her eyes typically lowered, chin frequently inclined out of respect.
    , chin frequently inclined out of respect.  +
  • Middling height, with tan skin and short,
    Middling height, with tan skin and short, dark hair. His eyes remain dull and brown, except when a sudden passion overtakes them, when they seem to shine. Bags under his eyes belie a history of illness. A high forehead and long sharp nose sit above a thin jawline with patches of stubble. Perpetually thin.
    ith patches of stubble. Perpetually thin.  +
  • Midnight black braids with golden cylinder
    Midnight black braids with golden cylinders fall down her back. Life on the open water has brought out the mocha tones, shining with health. Her cerulean blue eyes shine with sharp intelligence. Her broad nose speaks to her Eurusi roots. Full tan lips rarely smile or suffer artifice. Her tall, lithe body carries strength and vigor as she moves through the room with unspoken grace. Across her hands and forearms are small slashes, reminiscent of fencing training. Rough callouses on her palm and fingertips from handling ropes on a ship.
    fingertips from handling ropes on a ship.  +
  • Mika Tideborne is a tall woman with an ath
    Mika Tideborne is a tall woman with an athletic but curvy body. She has a small nose and full pink lips that hide a row of healthy white teeth. Her eyes are a window to her depth and mystery and, to most, clearly reflect the intelligence behind her pretty face. Long brown hair reaches down to the middle of her back and has been bleached lighter by constant exposure to sunlight. Mika can be a quiet woman at times but when she does speak her voice tends to be calm and somewhat soothing much like a gentle breeze. Though seemingly laid back she also carries herself with nearly tangible confidence in a way that tells people she is not their prey. {w({nMika's body is a book of scars that tells of injuries long past and recent ones that tell of her life at present. The scars show a history of risky behavior, they are scattered over her skin and most of them hardly visible but there are a couple that suggest she may have nearly died a couple of times. She has a tattoo in between her shoulder blades. Simple black ink creates an image of a dark hole in the ground where below a woman tries to climb her way back out. The woman could very well represent Mika given the story she told him about having fallen in one at one point. There is another tattoo on her side, just below her arm. A black widow fighting a tiger, both with a Saffron feel to them, the art style typical of the region. The last tatoo is small a tic-tac-toe board at the base of her hair line.{w){n
    e board at the base of her hair line.{w){n  +
  • Mika Tideborne is a tall woman with an ath
    Mika Tideborne is a tall woman with an athletic but curvy body. She has a small nose and full pink lips that hide a row of healthy white teeth. Her eyes are a window to her depth and mystery and, to most, clearly reflect the intelligence behind her pretty face. Long brown hair reaches down to the middle of her back and has been bleached lighter by constant exposure to sunlight. Mika can be a quiet woman at times but when she does speak her voice tends to be calm and somewhat soothing much like a gentle breeze. Though seemingly laid back she also carries herself with nearly tangible confidence in a way that tells people she is not their prey. {w({nMika's body is a book of scars that tells of injuries long past and recent once thattell of her life at present. The scars show a history of risky behavior; they are scattered over her skin and most of them hardly visible but there are a couple the suggest she may have nearly died a couple of times. The most noticible are the criss crossing old scars on her back. They are old and faded, more like a memory of a past than of current history. She has five tattoos on her body. The first is on her left forearm. A compass with a needle that doesn't quite point north and two swallows flying around it. It colored with blues and purples and it reminds her that she knows the way north but she can always follow her own path. Another is on her side, under her left arm. It is a geometric bow and arrow. She would never confess the meaning behind this one beyond saying it is for the trials in her life; it has a Saffron feel to it, the art style typical of that region. Right below the hairline on the back of her neck is a pair of outlined wings with the number 20 between them. Her right shoulder blade holds a geometric dolphin jumpin out of a wave in colors of the water. Finally there is a tattoo of a firebird on her right forearm, for he new House. House Byrne.{w){n
    rearm, for he new House. House Byrne.{w){n  +
  • Mika Tideborne is a tall woman with an ath
    Mika Tideborne is a tall woman with an athletic but curvy body. She has a small nose and full pink lips that hide a row of healthy white teeth. Her eyes are a window to her depth and mystery and, to most, clearly reflect the intelligence behind her pretty face. Long brown hair reaches down to the middle of her back and has been bleached lighter by constant exposure to sunlight. Mika can be a quiet woman at times but when she does speak her voice tends to be calm and somewhat soothing much like a gentle breeze. Though seemingly laid back she also carries herself with nearly tangible confidence in a way that tells people she is not their prey. {w({nMika's body is a book of scars that tells of injuries long past and recent ones that tell of her life at present. The scars show a history of risky behavior: they are scattered over her skin and most of them hardly visible but there are a couple that suggest she may have nearly died a couple of times She has three tattoos on her body. The first is on her right wrist. A small circle compass rose with the only lettering being an N for north. The arrow points slightly to the right reminding her that she knows the way north but can always follow her own path. Annother is on her side, just below her left arm. It is a geometric bow and arrow. She would never confess the meaning behind this one beyond saying it is for the trials in her life; it has a Saffron feel to it, the art style typical of that region. The last tattoo is a small of outlined wings with the number 20 between them at the base of her hairline.{w){n
    een them at the base of her hairline.{w){n  +
  • Mika Tideborne is a tall woman with an ath
    Mika Tideborne is a tall woman with an athletic but curvy body. She has a small nose and full pink lips that hide a row of healthy white teeth. Her eyes are a window to her depth and mystery and, to most, clearly reflect the intelligence behind her pretty face. Long brown hair reaches down to the middle of her back and has been bleached lighter by constant exposure to sunlight. Mika can be a quiet woman at times but when she does speak her voice tends to be calm and somewhat soothing much like a gentle breeze. Though seemingly laid back she also carries herself with nearly tangible confidence in a way that tells people she is not their prey.
    y that tells people she is not their prey.  +
  • Mikael cuts a nice silhouette at six feet
    Mikael cuts a nice silhouette at six feet tall, broad-shouldered but trim, long-legged - the kind of man that probably got called 'lanky' a lot when he was a kid, but he's long since managed to grow into himself. Dark brown hair gets a conscientious trim any time it does more than brush his collar, wavy and prone to fall across his forehead, only to be pushed or blown back from his face, a good match for the trim beard-and-mustache that's occasionally allowed to get shaggy before tackles that, too. Heavy brows, sparse eyelashes, and crow's feet are more notable than the brownish-hazelish eyes that they surround. Although his features have a tendency to look grim in repose, his smile is transformative, even with the imperfect teeth it reveals, bringing to life dimples on either side of his face.
    o life dimples on either side of his face.  +
  • Mimi is small, but striking. Her dusky ol
    Mimi is small, but striking. Her dusky olive skin is liberally spattered with dark freckles, her dark hair a riot of ringlets that she usually keeps tamed in braids, either pigtails or pinned across the back of her head. Her expressive features are highlighted by dark eyes and full lips. Her frame is small, with hints that it might run toward healthy plumpness if she ever manages to get consistent, decent meals.
    r manages to get consistent, decent meals.  +
  • Mine wasn't exactly short for a girl, but
    Mine wasn't exactly short for a girl, but she wasn't very tall either. Small reading glasses set in front of her dark green eyes on the bridge of her pointed noise, somehow not scratched up from the constant use they received. Framing her somewhat pale and freckled face was rather dry looking red hair that tumbled over her shoulders into a mess of split ends. Being skin and bones it was easier for her to wear men's clothing, and was more sturdy too, normally wearing a red cotton tunic and pants. There were a number of things that she carried around with her, a leather shoulderbag, several small pouches at the belt and her white journal attached to her belt with a chain. In her hand she usually has her trusty walking stick that she's had since childhood. It was carved out of a massive branch, and was exactly her height in the shape of a sewing needle, which included the eye at the top. At the top of the eye were some small ribbons tied to it that hung down slightly that had small metal superstitious symbols for good luck...they jingle happily when the breeze picks up.
    y jingle happily when the breeze picks up.  +
  • Minka's skin seems as if was touch by the
    Minka's skin seems as if was touch by the sun, giving her a natural tan. Her hair is a deep red in color. She keeps it generally tied back, while bangs frame her facial features. Her eyes are a deep blue color like two sapphires glinting in the light. her features are small. With a straight nose and lips that have a cupid's bow. Because of her choices, Minka has much stronger curves due to the muscles she has developed. It doesn't affect her feminine side, but it is clear she is possibly at a high level of strength and dexterity. She has long legs that gives her most of her height.
    ng legs that gives her most of her height.  +
  • Miraya is a beautiful green-eyed woman of
    Miraya is a beautiful green-eyed woman of sharp features and pronounced cheekbones that distinguishes herself in the Lower Boroughs for her elegant stride and dignified bearing. Her dark blonde mane is a thing to behold, thick and lush, her pride and glory, and she seems to take very good care of it. Nimble, she packs everything she does with a good amount of energy that comes from deep within to the point of coming off too strong at times. Although she might not act like her relatives, side by side there is no denying she is of Corsetina stock even if she might lack their signature dark hair. A few thin scars mark her hands, though she might have more.
    ark her hands, though she might have more.  +
  • More strong than beautiful, Dominique's ap
    More strong than beautiful, Dominique's appeal comes from an overwhelming sense of purpose about her. Her ebon black hair often is kept back in a severe braid, enhancing the sharp lines of her jaw and cheekbones. Intense blue eyes, the color of the summer sky, miss little and can inspire faith or terror, depending on the emotion behind them. Of an average height, she often fills more space with her sheer presence than her smaller frame allows. In public, she always seems stoic and calm, her movements graceful and sure, but in private during unguarded moments, one can see her severity fade into a good humored young woman or catch a hint of the weariness she hides so well.
    a hint of the weariness she hides so well.  +
  • More than half her face bears the scars of
    More than half her face bears the scars of burnt flesh, a livid red expanse of almost scaly skin that creeps from beneath what is quite obviously a wig of stiff brunette curls and stretches across one ruined eye, past an angular chin and continues down her neck. The rest consists of a straight, narrow-bridged nose and a single remaining eye of a rather solemn shade of grey, a face that would likely once have held a slightly fierce kind of beauty. Petite, she is frail with a slight stoop that taints her youth, limbs birdlike with her right hand a scarred and twisted claw with three fingers reduced to stumps.
    claw with three fingers reduced to stumps.  +
  • Moros is a product of his mixed heritage o
    Moros is a product of his mixed heritage of Inverno and Pravus, a handsome man of chiseled features that give him airs of sharp deviousness. Debonair, the man has confidence in spades, often leading many to think the brash young Shark isn't taking things seriously until it is too late. Standing at six foot one, the graceful Lycene is fierce and agile, his strong body showing the scars of his training and muscle tone that blends grace and power in deadly fashion. His hair is kept short on his sides, giving the young man a fin of sorts in the form of a mohawk fade. Although not common among the Inverno, it seems to agree with Moros's wild demeanor. His eyes are amber-colored, and the young Shark's face is seemingly always eager to relax for a joke or a flirt. Moros acts in bursts of agility and purpose, skill built on talent and confidence, and on his left cheek he bears the mark of his father, a sharp shark tooth.
    e mark of his father, a sharp shark tooth.  +
  • Mortimer is very thankful that he has aged
    Mortimer is very thankful that he has aged like a fine wine and less like a cheese. He attributes that to his Lycene heritage and living a full, balanced life. With a strong clean-shaven jaw, high forehead, and intense dark eyes it's not impossible to envision him as the handsome youth he once was. Now, however he's settled into a dignified older age with impeccable posture and quick, decisive movements that betray the fact that he hasn't lost an ounce of vitality.
    that he hasn't lost an ounce of vitality.  +
  • Most of his family are tall and dexterous
    Most of his family are tall and dexterous and Briar is no different. Long of leg and limb with a lean strength in his young body. Long pale golden hair falls down his back and he has a darker golden goatee that is often rather rough and overgrown. Broad shoulders are strong from a youth spent hauling wood and other hefty chores. He has a rugged handsome look, but is still growing fully into his tall body.
    is still growing fully into his tall body.  +
  • Most people who observe Thantrel in a soci
    Most people who observe Thantrel in a social setting would consider him extremely uncomfortable and wishing he was anywhere else. Coming across as somewhat awkward and socially inhibited, he demonstrates remarkable insight into intellectual matters, especially as he considers himself an authority on many different scholarly pursuits. When asked whether he's more of a lawyer or a scholar in disguise, he responds with a clear and simple answer. 'Yes'.
    nds with a clear and simple answer. 'Yes'.  +
  • Most wouldn't call Kamaria stunning, but s
    Most wouldn't call Kamaria stunning, but she does seem to possess a simple beauty about her that stands on its own, complimented by an inner confidence and poise. She is somewhat petite with a lithe and willowy build testament to a lifetime of diligent but not physical work, her feminine curves modest but appreciable. Her skin is sun-kissed like golden sand, her hair a chocolate with a copper cast that can be caught in just the right light. All things considered, perhaps the thing that could be most considered spectacular about her are her two silver eyes, so strange and so smooth that they could almost be considered mirror-like in appearance. They are wreathed in thick lashes and set above a pair of high cheekbones and cherubic mouth.
    air of high cheekbones and cherubic mouth.  +
  • Moving with a sly grace, Rook possess the
    Moving with a sly grace, Rook possess the assured charm of the truly devastatingly handsome. Dark hair like shadows at midnight constantly sweeps into his eyes, so he can ruggedly brush it aside, as he smiles a rakish smile. A strong jaw with persistent rugged scruff lends a roguish look to the twinkle of his deep green eyes. His form is lean and athletic, like a long distance runner, rather than the large bulk of a hardened warrior, but make no mistake, the man seems capable enough, in whatever undertaking he decides upon. The emotion he puts forth seems so genuine, it's hard to tell if it's a mask, or his interest in his current companion is just as true as the one before, but his entire being makes it difficult to resist his charms.
    g makes it difficult to resist his charms.  +
  • Much of Gyliam's face is marred by warped
    Much of Gyliam's face is marred by warped flesh: burn scars. The rest of his visage is marked with faint scars that resemble those received by a blade's cutting edge. Premature wrinkling has touched his forehead, which makes it difficult to discern Gyliam's true age. Only the deep, sooty black of his hair might allude to his true age, with not a whisper of silver to his full head of hair. Gyliam's eyes are often covered with a wrap of cloth wrapped around his head. His nose is tall, and crooked enough to suggest it had been broken a number of times in the past.
    been broken a number of times in the past.  +
  • Much of Noelle is a mix of her Oathlander
    Much of Noelle is a mix of her Oathlander and Lycene heritage. At 5'6" she didn't inherit the great height of her warrior father, nor the entirely diminutive stature of her Pravus mother. Her black hair is lustrous and silken as many in the South might have, but lacks a certain natural curl or bounce. Rather than being the rich honey-brown or dark chocolate that so many smoldering looks come from, Noelle's eyes are deep forest green. Her supple build comes with womanly curves but never reaching the grand heights of buxom. In many ways, it makes Noelle an Almost. She could readily be called cute, attractive, maybe even beautiful with her button nose, soft pink bow lips, and a fair complexion; but breathtaking would require some work.
    but breathtaking would require some work.  +
  • Muirean is tall, slender and regal in bear
    Muirean is tall, slender and regal in bearing, with long raven hair and stern grey eyes. Fair skinned and sharp featured, she can be considered conventionally attractive with her full lips and high cheekbones, though there are dark shadows under her eyes and her chin is a little too long. Her hair is pulled back to be half-up, loose strands falling to the side of her ears to frame her face and rebellious curl falls right next to her eyes, the rest falling in waves down her back. On the back her her neck appears to be the beginning of a lightning scar before it disappears beneath her collar.
    r before it disappears beneath her collar.  +
  • Mysterious; golden eyes shine hungry like
    Mysterious; golden eyes shine hungry like the wolf's, almond in shape and turned upward at the outside edge, lined by smokey khol smudged to dramatic effect, shadowed further by a lush fan of dark lashes. Her skin is a soft caramel hue, marred by scar and gold and black tribal tattooing that marks her as one of the far flung prodigals so oft looked down upon by the Compact's denizens, so obvious to even the most casual observer. Her features are feminine, even if they bring to mind more feral fare; high and wide cheekbones, a nose that lay on the more delicate side of stereotypes, though wider than the majority of fine ladies that grace Arx, and a generous cupid's bow of dark pink often settled in soft smiling. Her hair is a thick, dark affair that when freed is a mess of loose curl in warm sooty hues, what would seem like black in low light boasting a ruddy highlight when kissed by the sun.
    a ruddy highlight when kissed by the sun.  +
  • Nadir's very presence exudes charm. From h
    Nadir's very presence exudes charm. From his perfect moustache to his neat hair, he's a man who cares very much about appearances. No part of his appearance is as remarkable as his smile. Broad, with neat white teeth, when he breaks into a grin and his dark brown eyes sparkle he can seem taller than his 5'7" and more worldly than his 20-something years should allow.
    than his 20-something years should allow.  +
  • Naka is lean and pleasantly, as opposed to
    Naka is lean and pleasantly, as opposed to strikingly, handsome. He possesses an easy demeanor and an engaging, if tentative, grin. His personal style in fashion and grooming tends to the haphazard rather than the precise, with layered clothing of varied styles and fabrics setting off his dark, slightly and studiously unkempt hair and everpresent stubble.
    usly unkempt hair and everpresent stubble.  +
  • Narrow blue eyes in a ruddy, tanned face p
    Narrow blue eyes in a ruddy, tanned face peer out beneath brown hair, starting to grey at the sides. Cropped short on his head and clean shaven, with perhaps a days stubble on his jaw. The far right side of his face is marked by irregular scarring, near the ear. A hands breadth over six feet in height, he is broad of shoulder and thick of build.
    e is broad of shoulder and thick of build.  +
  • Narrow eyes with a slight curve shine blac
    Narrow eyes with a slight curve shine black beneath the stark lines of his eyebrows, which often have a pinch between them. The fullness of his lips is occasionally brought into sharp relief by just how much Nigel worries at the curve of his lower lip with his teeth. His hair is kept clipped neat and short, glossy and thickly black. There's a soft youthfulness that has yet to be banished from the curves of his cheeks, a warmed gold in tone, but there's little excess flesh anywhere on him; thin and slight, the measure of his height is as a reed or a wand rather than anything thicker. He has long-fingered, elegant hands with very neat, obsessively clean fingernails.
    very neat, obsessively clean fingernails.  +
  • Naturally golden skin has been darkened fr
    Naturally golden skin has been darkened from years of exposure to the sun and sea, a few lines are evident at the corners of his eyes from squinting for years against the glare of the sun off the water. Brown hair is dark, and forgotten about unless reminded to care about his general state of appearance. He has perfected the artfully casual look of someone that can be anywhere, do anything, and be around almost anyone without having to alter the unkempt nature of his hair and posture.
    he unkempt nature of his hair and posture.  +
  • Nazwadi is slightly tall in stature with a
    Nazwadi is slightly tall in stature with a thin build that one would expect from spending years pouring over ancient texts in libraries throughout the Compact. He wears nothing more than simple, unadorned robes that seem more utilitarian than anything else. His skin reveals what one would expect from having rarely seen the light of day - without any tone at all. He appears mildly aloof and always seems to be thinking about things other than the present moment. Still, he is friendly enough to new faces and always phrases his words with respect.
    and always phrases his words with respect.  +
  • Near forty years, his features are strong
    Near forty years, his features are strong but craggy, with a prominent nose, high forehead, and blue eyes lined by the creases of both mirth and worry. Fair hair is worn in a braid that falls between his shoulder blades, and trimmed into a short, full beard. He is lean and lanky, fit but unexceptional in build with large, long fingered hands. Relative to the rest of his frame, Oskar has narrow hips and long legs.
    rame, Oskar has narrow hips and long legs.  +
  • Nebulosa's face, blunt-nosed, full-lipped,
    Nebulosa's face, blunt-nosed, full-lipped, wicked-bright-eyed, is framed by short-cut wavy black hair, and enlivened by intense personal energy that rarely dims. Her frame is compact, wiry, her complexion is sun-darkened, her skin is here and there marked by shallow scars, most especially on her forearms. One deeper, more prominent scar crosses her chin.
    per, more prominent scar crosses her chin.  +
  • Neither handsome or grotesque, this man po
    Neither handsome or grotesque, this man possesses a face that can travel from distinct to forgetable with relative ease. Little more than a change of style, coloring, grooming, posture, trimming, bearing, or motivation permits him an opportunity for a diverse range of appearances. He is neither short, nor tall. His physical appearance is a tool at his disposal and one which he may readily use with only a little effort to create the look which he needs to utilize for his role. Some effort on his hair and bearing could present him as something middle-aged nobleman, while a little scraggly beard growth and hunger in his eyes may create the impression of a desperate commoner in need, a lack of bathing and a slur of his language may present him as a salty sailor, while a pair of spectacles and a trim of his beard may create a bookish scholar ready to write a journal for a worshipper in the Great Archives. In a crowd he may stand out as a paragon of distinct style and appearance, but a week later one may easily overlook him as yet another slack, uninspired face in a bustling crowd.
    lack, uninspired face in a bustling crowd.  +
  • Neither tall nor short, Maya fits into the
    Neither tall nor short, Maya fits into the realm of 'average,' though she is perhaps a bit on the thin side. There is something of a pallor about her that almost begs for more time in the sun. From her pale skin to her near-white hair and even the oh-so-pale blue of her left eye: it is as if all the color has washed out of her. Other than the scarring that crosses above and below her milky-white right eye, she has no visible scarring on her person. Her hair is generally kept long and frequently in her face. {w({nCurrently, Maya is wearing black lace across the right side of her face; the fabric dense enough to hide her eye and its scars except under the closest of scrutiny. It ties at the back of her head, just under her hair which is tied up in a careful braid.{w){n
    which is tied up in a careful braid.{w){n  +
  • Neither the most handsome nor the most hid
    Neither the most handsome nor the most hideous of men, Sullivan proudly sits on the better side of average. Likely to his advantage, even, as an extremely attractive or ugly man could seriously impact his work. Not particularly short, nor too tall, his frame is wiry and thin, entirely unassuming. Not that he could actually fight his way out of anything if he tried, it just rightfully marks him as someone who is not a threat. His black hair is usually slicked back over his head, his skin tanned from years under the sun, and an angular face make up the remainder of his defining features, but otherwise this man is quite plain.
    es, but otherwise this man is quite plain.  +
  • Neither tiny nor enormous, Edelma is a whi
    Neither tiny nor enormous, Edelma is a whipcord lean but muscular figure of medium height, hardily built but supple and sinuous, with powerful arms of gleaming muscle and a strong, sculpted back. Edelma's features are a blend of delicacy and strength. Her cheek bones are high and strong, the slanted planes of her cheeks angling inward towards the narrowing curve of her chin. Her mouth is wide and full, her nose broad between large, dark eyes. Her deep, dark eyes are framed by thick lashes, beneath the arch of high, dark eyebrows. Her head is shaved close, dark curls close-cropped to closely hug the shape of her skull. Her beauty shapes itself to the elegant structure of bone and dark, smooth mahogany skin.
    re of bone and dark, smooth mahogany skin.  +
  • Neither very tall nor especially curvaceou
    Neither very tall nor especially curvaceous, Ephrath cuts an unobtrusive figure in frame. It is her facial features, however, that may draw notice. While her dark, umber skin is seemingly flawless and complemented well by long, sleek black hair, it is her eyes that provide points of sharp contrast. Beneath high-arched, expressive brows, they are silver lined in a deeper grey just at the edges; thick lashes shaping them. Her nose is perhaps a bit too broad and flat, but smooths into soft cheeks that still hold the illusion of youth where they sweep into a delicate jaw and full, pouty lips. And though the rest of her is free of many marrs, her deft hands hold the many small marks and nicks of someone who has worked by a forge.
    icks of someone who has worked by a forge.  +
  • Nephe is pretty in a common sort of way. S
    Nephe is pretty in a common sort of way. She had a diamond shaped faced with large deep set eyes, her nose is straight and long with wide nostrils. She has pretty lips but the top lip is rather thin. Her skin which would be a pearly ivory has large intrusive freckles that look drawn on and cover most of her face in brown patches. They only taper off on her neck that is otherwise clear. They begin again on her left shoulder and down her back and pepper on her thighs. They are not small or faint but large and round like a portrait of pointillism. Her hair is a deep auburn that in certain cool lights has burgundy to maroon hues but otherwise looks a deep blood red. Her eyelashes are dark reds and browns that frame her only real striking asset, her azure eyes that beam from her broken brown and ivory complexion. She's tall but not very lean. She inherited her mother's thick thighs and peach shaped bottom. Unfortunately she's hardly an hourglass as her weight goes into a pear shape. Nephe keeps her hair in a simple single braid and prefers to wear warm browns, greens and some purples. She likes to keep her hair out of the way and her look modest.
    r hair out of the way and her look modest.  +
  • Neve is a wild thing brought up in a world
    Neve is a wild thing brought up in a world of deep forests and reverent silence. She is full of wonder, generous lips nearly always smiling. Blonde hair falls in wild waves and curls and braids, framing her sky blue eyes, and often adorned with little gifts of the earth; glass beads, feathers, twigs. While she loves the many silks and satins and laces of Arvum, wearing them well on her graceful frame, in the warmer weather she's often barefoot beneath them, doing her best to embrace the duality of her heritage.
    st to embrace the duality of her heritage.  +
  • Nimue Redreef is an exceptionally tall wom
    Nimue Redreef is an exceptionally tall woman, at over six feet. She has a lithe and athletic frame with broad shoulders, a flat stomach, and somewhat narrow hips. Her height makes finding fashionable attire for a noble Lady such as herself difficult, but she's up to the challenge. Her skin is a rich, dark bronze. Her hair is a chocolate brown, with only a bit of wave to it, and is long enough to nearly reach the small of her back. Her eyes are a dark forest green, under thick but sculpted brows that give her gaze a blunt intensity. Her full lips are often pursed into a calm and thoughtful expression, even in moments of idleness.
    l expression, even in moments of idleness.  +
  • No one feature makes Silas especially note
    No one feature makes Silas especially noteworthy; he is conventionally handsome, at least in the physical sense. He is broad-shouldered and tall, standing just shy of six feet, with the muscular build of an athlete who trains regularly. His cheekbones accentuate his well-defined chin and nose, and his dark hair is swept back behind his ears in gentle waves. His eyes are deep cobalt in hue, the richness of the color showing when there is ample light. Wry charm seems to come easily to him, in the quirk of his lip and in the expressiveness of his brows.
    ip and in the expressiveness of his brows.  +
  • No stranger to physical toils, Vesper’s bo
    No stranger to physical toils, Vesper’s body has been proudly honed in the pursuit of strength. Lean muscle blends into a feminine figure, complimenting rather than overpowering it, which is preserved as if it, too, is worthy of pride. Long hair bears shades of gold that liken it to honey, and is often woven into an intricate network of braids that sweep across her sturdy shoulders. Brown eyes carry equal parts curiosity and vigilance, a hawkish gaze that fixates on her most pressing interest. Starting just above her right brow, narrowly missing her eye, and continuing a lengthy vertical trek across her cheek is a scar that serves as an ever present reminder of the narrow balance between life and death.
    the narrow balance between life and death.  +
  • Not a tall man by any definition, Jovarn i
    Not a tall man by any definition, Jovarn is a creature of eager energy that seems to radiate all around him making him feel bigger than he really is. His lean, athletic build only enhances his effervescence as he almost always walks with a veritable bounce in his step. Upon his head his thin, dark hair has been kept short at the sides but allowed to grow on the crown, allowing it to bounce freely as he walks. His upper lip is blessed with a thin handlebar moustache, that is perfect for twirling, additionally a narrow, pointed soul patch sits beneath his lower lip. Tanned skin stands in stark contrast to his pale grey eyes, with his long and narrow nose rounding out his appearance.
    d narrow nose rounding out his appearance.  +
  • Not a tall woman, Clover manages to be pet
    Not a tall woman, Clover manages to be petite and curvaceous at the same time. What might have been an athletic frame is instead soft and voluptuous, her hourglass curves giving her the ideal feminine figure. Evergreen eyes sparkle with a bright spark of intelligence and warmth. Her smiles are wide and easily given. Long white-gold hair is often done up in a Valardin style: braids or buns, with colorful ribbons mixed into the golden locks.
    orful ribbons mixed into the golden locks.  +
  • Not everyone gets to be the prettiest prin
    Not everyone gets to be the prettiest princess in Arx. Svana's looks are classic, but there's nothing terribly special about long, mousy brown hair or the lightly-tanned smoothness of her skin. She has the build of someone used to a life of travelling, of hard work and the occasional skipped meals. She's of average height, and not particularly curvy, and all of that suits her just fine. Svana's beauty is in her finely arched eyebrows and thickly-lashed eyes. It's in her full mouth, the faint heart-shape of her lips. Her high cheekbones and delicate jaw draw the eye, while her wit and personality charms. Some might not look twice at Svana Kolur, but they simply don't look close enough to see how exceptional she really is.
    ough to see how exceptional she really is.  +
  • Not one to have taken to the athletic life
    Not one to have taken to the athletic life as so many other young members of the nobility have, Ludwig instead bears something of a more refined nature to his build - his body is still well-maintained, even if he has never gone for the kind of overt musculature that can be seen among the knights of the realm. Soft eyes of green are set under a brow, blonde and fine, under a wide forehead that slopes up to a mass of wavy blonde hair on top - almost always kept well-groomed, if tousled. Stubble of three or four days is often on his face, letting the hair grow almost soft enough to not be a nuisance before it is shorn away. His body tapers down cleanly, and his gait is one of ease and confidence - those soft eyes quick to focus when it's time.
    e soft eyes quick to focus when it's time.  +
  • Not petite, but Cillian stands at five fee
    Not petite, but Cillian stands at five feet six inches tall. His brown hair is cut short on the sides, the top longer than the sides but it hangs a bit to the other side of his head. A delicate nose balances full lips and large hazel eyes. He wears simple leathers, something you find out an archer or a scout.
    mething you find out an archer or a scout.  +
  • Not petite, but Cillian stands at five fee
    Not petite, but Cillian stands at five feet six inches tall. His brown hair is cur short on the sides, the top longer then the sides but it hangs a bit to the other side of his head. A delicate nose balances full lips and large hazel eyes. He wears simple leathers, something you find out a archer or a scout.
    omething you find out a archer or a scout.  +
  • Not quite breaking even with five feet, th
    Not quite breaking even with five feet, this young woman has three main features of note. The first is how small-boned she is both in height and weight alike. The second is the intense violet hue of her vibrant and immense eyes. And the third is the color of her hair. A sterling silver untouched by even traces of gold, she looks too young for the color, it is so silver. And yet, this is the color it comes in, all the same. Long and silken and rampantly curling tresses of it which fall to hip length. Her limbs are fine and delicately toned, but the pale gold of her skin barely reveals the fading scars of only a handful of serious fights witnessed thus far. Her curves lend to an hourglass figure, and her mouth is full lipped and pale pink. {w({nSterling curls are braided in a narrow crown around her head above the long and shining locks hanging still to her hips.{w){n
    ning locks hanging still to her hips.{w){n  +
  • Not tall, not short, not overly handsome,
    Not tall, not short, not overly handsome, nor ugly; Aaron Blackburn is somewhere in the midst of all that. Until he flashes his toothy smile. It's a cocky grin, welcoming and offputting all at once. It has charm and charisma, and when it fades, not even his steel blue eyes can hold a candle to it. His hair is a brown-blond caramel of middling length, and his beard and mustache are the same. One might expect the tailor to dress in the height of fashion, to show off his cunning stitchery, but Blackburn does not, most often found in a simple ivory tunic, belted at the waist with a strip of brown leather, his pants a darker shade of sand, swallowed up by tall boots the same umbre hue as his belt.
    tall boots the same umbre hue as his belt.  +
  • Nothing about this northern-blooded fellow
    Nothing about this northern-blooded fellow indicates his growth is not a natural one : Agnarr's physique is broad, but not overdeveloped, with strong thews and symmetrical proportions. Standing above six and a half feet, and typically augmented by a helm and thick boots, his bearing is difficult not to notice. His face isn't quite as attention-catching; his straight nose bears a notch of a scar, his jaw juts slightly, but otherwise his mien is long and solemn, save for his pale eyes that tend far more towards grays rather than blues in the light. His crown is dusted with neatly-trimmed locks of an unremarkable blond, but his equally-groomed beard veers more towards the reds of hair color. Overall, he maintains a well-kept appearance, with his nails filed regularly, his teeth picked free of leftovers, his battle-scars kept covered more often than not, presenting an image of stalwart health - or alternatively, a form of advertisment for the trade he plies. {w({nHe's got a few plaits woven into his beard in a northern fashion.{w){n
    into his beard in a northern fashion.{w){n  +
  • Nothing about this northern-blooded fellow
    Nothing about this northern-blooded fellow indicates his growth is not a natural one : Agnarr's physique is broad, but not overdeveloped, with strong thews and symmetrical proportions. Standing above six and a half feet, and typically augmented by a helm and thick boots, his bearing is difficult not to notice. His face isn't quite as attention-catching; his straight nose bears a notch of a scar, his jaw juts slightly, but otherwise his mien is long and solemn, save for his pale eyes that tend far more towards grays rather than blues in the light. His crown is dusted with neatly-trimmed locks of an unremarkable blond, but his equally-groomed beard veers more towards the reds of hair color. Overall, he maintains a well-kept appearance, with his nails filed regularly, his teeth picked free of leftovers, his battle-scars kept covered more often than not, presenting an image of stalwart health - or alternatively, a form of advertisment for the trade he plies.
    rm of advertisment for the trade he plies.  +
  • Noticeably tall, Mydas furthers the pictur
    Noticeably tall, Mydas furthers the picture of the aristocrat by having a slim figure, more used to the beat of the dance than to the warrior's drum. Dark of hair and with olive skin, his most striking attribute, beyond the definition of his jaw and his prominent cheekbones, are his golden eyes. While the eeriness of the wolf-eyes is tempered by a charming smile, they remain striking, and perhaps a bit unsettling. A refined gentleman, with the eyes of a beast.
    fined gentleman, with the eyes of a beast.  +
  • Odin is a tall man at 6'4" in height wih f
    Odin is a tall man at 6'4" in height wih flaming red hair that he wears short with a full beard to match, giving him a more wild look. He observes the world with crystalline-colored blue eyes that add a sense of intelligence and beauty to his appearance. His facial features are strong and unbending, much like his personality. He is a large man with a physique to match and scars to prove his legitimacy. Each muscle properly defined and pushed to their limits. He is almost always found wearing armor and always has his sword in hand. He looks always ready for a fight as much as he is for a solid drink.
    fight as much as he is for a solid drink.  +
  • Of a middling height at five foot ten, Derovai is confidently comfortable in every inch of himself. Dark, disheveled hair, a shadow of stubble across his strong jaw, and striking blue eyes lend to the Oathlander a mien of a mysterious nature.  +
  • Of a shorter stature than average, this ma
    Of a shorter stature than average, this man possesses a powerful build like that of a soldier. His hands are heavily calloused, especially at the tips of his right index and middle fingers, speaking of time spent pulling at the string of a bow. A thick mane of unruly brown hair hangs down to his chin when not tied back from his eyes with a cord of leather. A pair of green eyes rest comfortably beneath a dark brow, and twinkle with a friendly nature above a nose that has a noticeable crook in it from being broken at least once in its lifetime. More often than not a growth of stubble adorns his jawline.
    ot a growth of stubble adorns his jawline.  +
  • Of all of her observable details, one thin
    Of all of her observable details, one thing standsout the most: Sultry radiance. Possessing a fair complexion and skin tone, unblemished by age or battle, Ilmia looks to be in her mid to late twenties. Soft, delicate facial features include full, plump lips that are constantly curved into a devilish grin, hinting at the promise of a secret. Long, flowing hair of a copper red drapes down her head and onto her shoulders, reaching out for the small of her back, but not quite getting there.
    of her back, but not quite getting there.  +
  • Of all the Little Snakes, she is the small
    Of all the Little Snakes, she is the smallest. Like any serpent, she has an air of cultured civility about her slender silhouette. When she speaks, she does so quietly but firmly. When she moves, it is with the grace of someone who has practiced physical arts for years. When she sits, her posture is properly strict and restrained. But it is her height – she is barely five-feet tall – that stands in contrast to her certain composure that is reflected in the flattened line of her mouth and the steadiness of her gaze. In her eyes gleams the light of a feral heart. Nature makes snakes precise and deadly predators. She stares with green eyes which are a little too large for her head and carry with them a baleful intensity. The skin which can be seen is laced with the scars of war, some thin and some not. Hardened hands bear long fingers; squared shoulders run to slight hips; and feminine features are nullified by dark hair cut short and left wind-swept and loose. And her demeanor carries wild fury caged in cold chains. Though she be little, she is undoubtedly fierce.
    she be little, she is undoubtedly fierce.  +
  • Of average height and athletic build, Paig
    Of average height and athletic build, Paige is not one to immediately garner notice or attention. Her features tend to be described as having a 'fey cast' to them, pretty in its own way but not overly remarkable. Her wheat blond hair is about shoulder length, most often parted to the right to display a shaved left side of her head. All the hair has been scraped away, leaving clean scalp and an interesting tattoo of a green vine and leave that decorates her scalp then curls down around behind her ear and along her neck before disappearing under the collar of her shirt. Her eyes are sky blue and piercing, often squinted against the sun's rays. She has the first hints of a tan to her skintone but seems to prefer keeping covered up rather than exposing her skin to the sun's rays. That slight color allows the thin lines of scars to stand out more easily against her skin, mostly nicks and cuts from blades. She tends towards functional, comfortable clothing in earth tones.
    onal, comfortable clothing in earth tones.  +
  • Of average height and build, Braelynn is l
    Of average height and build, Braelynn is lithe and wiry. Her movements are precise and dextrous, and she seems ideally suited to long-range scouting or walks owing to her lean, healthy build. She moves with a controlled sort of grace which bespeaks a high level of activity, and her eyes rarely fail to notice important things around her. But the nigh-perpetual smile on her face gives the impression that she's not judging so much as just taking it all in. Her hair is most often pulled back in a braid or a ponytail, favoring the practical over the dramatic every time.
    he practical over the dramatic every time.  +
  • Of average height and slender to the point
    Of average height and slender to the point of looking coltish, Antea is a woman of sharp angles and severe countenance. For one so young she wears a serious expression, though it doesn't seem to detract from the elegance of her features. A wealth of dark chocolate hair frames her face, pinned up neatly to keep it out of the way. Her skin is smooth and has a dusky edge, though the undertone is somewhat pale, as if she doens't see as much sun as she probably should. Her eyes are sepia-toned, and always seem to bear a calculating look.
    nd always seem to bear a calculating look.  +
  • Of average height and sturdy build, this w
    Of average height and sturdy build, this woman is old enough to know better and young enough not to care. Her bronze-brown hair is kept in a neat braid down her back, with ribbons of blue and green woven through; her eyes are blue, set in a light-skinned face with a sprinkling of freckles. Dotted tattoos decorate her cheekbones and forehead, while a boar marks her left shoulder and a salmon marks her right, both executed with simple flowing lines and several spirals.
    simple flowing lines and several spirals.  +
  • Of average height but the sort of build th
    Of average height but the sort of build that suggests one of his parents was a brick outhouse, and moving with the gravitas of a man whose usual outfit is made of metal, Sir Taranis Grayhope is a heavyweight in more than one sense of the term. With skin and eyes several shades darker than his reddish hair he's a study in contrasts; young, but with the air of a man who's travelled widely, his gaze is too knowing for any attempt at innocence to succeed.
    g for any attempt at innocence to succeed.  +
  • Of average height, she has the rough and t
    Of average height, she has the rough and tumble build of an agile, active woman. When she moves, she moves with a purpose, when she speaks her hands emphasize her words. Straw blonde hair is bleached even further from time spent outside training, and her soft brown eyes are watchful and miss nothing. She may be young but she's determined, as the set of her jaw confirms when she gets that stubborn, some say mulish look in her eyes.
    tubborn, some say mulish look in her eyes.  +
  • Of average height, this woman possesses an
    Of average height, this woman possesses an unruly mane of black waves that is usually pulled back into a tight tail to keep it under the strictest control. She has wide, dark brown eyes, a rather thin mouth, and somewhat pronounced, angular cheekbones. She is built for labor rather than beauty, and so her form tends toward more lean muscle and nothing particular in the way of curves.
    d nothing particular in the way of curves.  +
  • Of average height, this young woman embodi
    Of average height, this young woman embodies the word 'pleasant'. She has a softness about her, both of curve and in the curls of her ink black hair. Her eyes are amber gold with hints of green and deep blue. Her beauty is not of the 'stunning' variety, more often labeled 'adorable', likely to her chagrin. She is animated, her features expressive, both of her temper and her joys.
    pressive, both of her temper and her joys.  +
  • Of average height, with a full, athletic b
    Of average height, with a full, athletic build, Temira is no waif. Blonde hair falls in straight locks nearly to her waist when left unbound, while expressive brows are slightly darker above curious hazel eyes. Fair skin has a slight tan, her small nose tends toward the ruddy when exposed to either sun or drink. Her voice is a husky alto, and small resting movements speak to a restrained energy.
    ng movements speak to a restrained energy.  +
  • Of greater than average height and athleti
    Of greater than average height and athletic build, Fianna doesn't immediately stand out as nobility. Her ahir falls in a riot of perpetually windwept waves and curls to just below her shoulder blades. Chocolate brown comprises the base of her ahir color, with threads of auburn and golden blonde weaving through to give it its rich tone. Her eyes likewise veer towards a dark brown with flecks of honey and forest green offering some interesting detail. Her features are strong, but softened just enough by compassion and patience to make them pleasing. She furthers her questionable status by having calloused hands used to hard work, and there always seems to be a smudge of dirt on her face that has managed to evade the washcloth. While her clothing is of good quality, it nearly always seems to be in need of some repair.
    always seems to be in need of some repair.  +
  • Of rather average height, Adora's dark bro
    Of rather average height, Adora's dark brown hair has been pulled up and away from her face in a series of knots that give her a slightly eccentric appearance. Her skin is pale with her hands and fingers marked by many scars, some thin and faint, others thicker, likely from a careless movement with a sharp tool. Her brown eyes are large, but often narrowed and mouth turned downwards in a scowl. She's thin, the sort of skinny form that speaks to a lack of nutrition when young, and she doesn't so much have curves as a sharpness to her, all unwelcome angles and elbows. Her skin is pale and often covered in a light layer of sawdust.
    often covered in a light layer of sawdust.  +
  • Of rather average height, Adora's golden b
    Of rather average height, Adora's golden blonde hair has been pulled up and away from her face in a series of knots that give her a slightly eccentric appearance. Her skin is pale with her hands and fingers marked by many scars, some thin and faint, others thicker, likely from a careless movement with a sharp tool. Her brown eyes are large, but often narrowed and mouth turned downwards in a scowl. She's thin, the sort of skinny form that speaks to a lack of nutrition when young, and she doesn't so much have curves as a sharpness to her, all unwelcome angles and elbows. Her skin is pale and often covered in a light layer of sawdust.
    often covered in a light layer of sawdust.  +
  • Official portraits of Countess Ember Redre
    Official portraits of Countess Ember Redreef show a woman with sun-bronzed skin, dark hair, and amber eyes, an athletic figure with a scar on her left cheek and a baleful glare. To see her in person, without her armor or cloak hiding her from view, one would be forgiven for thinking that this is not the same creature. Broadly shaped like a human, Ember's skin is a deep red, and her hair is as white as pristine snow. Her eyes are solid yellow in color and literally glow in the darkness. Large, long ears come to knife-tip points. Her fingers and toes end in brutal claws, and her teeth are sharpened, with visible fangs. A thick, long tail sways behind her, its top edge ridged with low nubs of bone emerging just past the surface of her hide. And from her temples sprout great, black, wickedly curved ram-like horns. Surely, this monster could not be Ember Redreef -- but the scar on her left cheek, the blunt and clipped way of speaking, the fierce sternness... there's really no one else it COULD be.
    .. there's really no one else it COULD be.  +
  • Often holding a high posture with hands re
    Often holding a high posture with hands resting behind her back, Lucilia keeps her head raised high, a sort of sardonic smile found on her lips most of the time. Her face is usually blank besides the previously mentioned smile, offering little to no emotional expression to those around her. Her hair would reach her shoulders if not held up in a ponytail. Additionally, her lithe figure shows graceful and calculated movements whenever in motion; from her feet to her fingertips, every movement seems deliberate.
    ngertips, every movement seems deliberate.  +
  • Older and uglier than most, Murdoch has gi
    Older and uglier than most, Murdoch has given up trying to impress. Of average height, short grey hair, crows feet, and a physique starting to go to fat with age, he does not exert a strong physical presence. But anyone who gets a close look in his eyes will see the gears of his mind working tirelessly, analyzing all the angles, and weighing the odds.
    ing all the angles, and weighing the odds.  +
  • On her forehead, scars. On her hands, scar
    On her forehead, scars. On her hands, scars. Some of them don't even make sense. Scars on her head wrap up into her hairline. Scars on her hands wrap around between the fingers and onto the back of the hand. Tracing up to the pale nape of her neck, there are vestiges of what were once scars here. Her face has little blotches of color, blue eyes, pink cheeks and blushed lips. White hair is pulled up into a bun and wrapped by a scarf. She's almost rail thin, but has just enough mass built up to stop the questions.
    nough mass built up to stop the questions.  +
  • On the tall side for a woman at 5'9", Lore
    On the tall side for a woman at 5'9", Lore is a hard woman to miss. From the loose waves of deep chestnut hair streaked with bronze and toffee streaks granted by the sun, to the changeable green of her eyes that range from their usual jade to a deeper malachite with the change of her moods, she is easy on the eyes and knows it. The sort of indescribable beauty that will last long after her hair starts to turn gray and her skin starts to thin. Dark, slashing brows, a slender nose, and a mobile mouth with a fuller lower lip completes that eternal allure. Her body is neither slender nor full-figured, falling somewhere between with both a slight show of muscle under the skin, curves to fit her frame, and legs that seem to go on forever.
    rame, and legs that seem to go on forever.  +
  • On the tall side of average, this lovely y
    On the tall side of average, this lovely young woman easily draws the eye. Her build is slender, just shy of fragile, her complexion a fair olive tone, kissed with gold. Thick glossy dark hair could fall nearly to her waist if it was left free, twisting into natural curls and ringlets, blessed with natural highlights of auburn and mahogany if the sun's light hits it just right. Her features are refined and comely, a balance of high cheekbones, full lips, and lovely soft grey-brown eyes framed in dark lashes. She is not amongst the great beauties of Arx to be sure, but there is something about her that is sweet, a rose just unfurling into greater and natural glory, that makes her countenance a pleasing one to behold.
    her countenance a pleasing one to behold.  +
  • On the tall side, broad-shouldered and wel
    On the tall side, broad-shouldered and well formed, Rylan Emory is a neatly-dressed man in the prime of his life, perhaps late twenties to early thirties. He has a face many might call friendly, dark brown eyes often alight with mirth, expression prone to smiles and laughter. His dark brown hair is shoulder-length and oft left in unruly curls, combed back but otherwise unstyled, and it is not uncommon for a day or two of stubble to grace his jaw.
    a day or two of stubble to grace his jaw.  +
  • On the taller side of average, Elias cuts
    On the taller side of average, Elias cuts a handsome figure, his frame toned from hunting and marred with the occasional biting scar. A soldier by trade, those calloused hands are ever expressive, often sweeping through the dark hair that has been grown out; usually disheveled and wild without care, unlike that of his beard -- Always neatly trimmed. Easy-going and quick to laugh, Elias is frequently seen with at least half a smile on his lips, with sharp and bright blue eyes that are just as expressive.
    ght blue eyes that are just as expressive.  +
  • On the taller side of average, Enyo has a
    On the taller side of average, Enyo has a slender but athletic frame that is common to performers who specialize in tumbling and vaulting. She has a youthful rounded face framed by dark hair that can shift from dark, black tones to deep, warm brown tones depending on the light. She has arched, expressive brows that can alter her expression with just a slight change in position. Skin tone that is inclined towards a naturally warm tone has been darkened slightly further by time spent under the sun. Wide eyes are the pale amber color of a good glass of whiskey, cheeks are high and defined, and her mouth is almost a little too wide.
    and her mouth is almost a little too wide.  +
  • On the tallish side, with broad shoulders
    On the tallish side, with broad shoulders and a strong frame Cullen has the bearing of a knight. In contrast to his hard body, he has a long, freckled face with fair skin and broad but gentle features. His gray eyes are warm and hold a kindness to them. He attempts to hide the softness of his face behind a well groomed mustache and beard of coppery red that is a shade darker than his similarly hued hair, parted to one side and left a bit longer on top.
    to one side and left a bit longer on top.  +
  • On the whole, Cassimir is in complete poss
    On the whole, Cassimir is in complete possession of himself. His posture is strict, his attire is comprised of the finest fabrics and fashioned to the current trends, and each wavy hair upon his head has been tamed and shaped to sculpture-like perfection. He is relatively tall, broad of shoulder, and lean in frame. Irises are soft jade in hue, though others might not necessarily recall it. His eyes are ever trained upon the ground he moves, thinks, and sometimes when he speaks.
    ves, thinks, and sometimes when he speaks.  +
  • Once Audrey was thought to be a beauty for
    Once Audrey was thought to be a beauty for the ages, but the years have been unkind to the reviled Oathlander. Her stunning blue eyes are sunk in her face, and her cheekbones are pronounced in a mix of aristocratic features and poor diet. Her blue eyes are windows into the mind of a woman wrought of sheer willpower who just won't quit, and at the same time reveal a need for kindness that is rarely visited upon her. Tall, lanky, deadly are all words one would use to describe the warrior, her once lush silvery mane of hair cut so it won't get in the way of fighting, kept short and spiky and her skin tan from the endless hours of riding she must do every day.
    ess hours of riding she must do every day.  +
  • Once wiry and lean, the basic concept of A
    Once wiry and lean, the basic concept of Aureth's frame remains the same, but years and privilege have made inroads the slim lines, thickening about his waist. His fair hair is lighter than once, dusty gold lightened by pale silver to a spun sheen of electrum in bright light, worn long and thick. His eyes are gray, hinted with blue if he dresses for it. His thick, defined eyebrows and neat, well-kept beard match the sllvery blond of his mane. His skin is a little weathered, marked by lines at the corners of his mouth, crow's feet crinkling the corners of his pale eyes. His fair skin tends to freckle. He has a strong jaw and a bold nose, and the faint pinch of a frown at his brow rarely entirely fades. When it does, it is to a wide, brilliant smile that transforms and youthens his face, and invites the observer to join him.
    ace, and invites the observer to join him.  +
  • One cannot help but notice Bors Keaton whe
    One cannot help but notice Bors Keaton when he enters a room. There is a presence to him, a severity, from the pristine, razored pate of his bald head, to the lantern jaw and bulldog neck of him. His features are blunt without being coarse, chiseled in broad planes and angles. A wide brow is bisected by dark brows that rest low over a pair of deep set brown eyes. His nose has been broken more than once, his lips full, though they are most often set in a thin line that speaks of little patience for silliness or time-wasting. He is a tall man, thick with muscle, skin pale given the frequency with which he wears armor. He is meticulous in his neat appearance, further evidence of his martial nature.
    e, further evidence of his martial nature.  +
  • One could be forgiven for seeing an angel
    One could be forgiven for seeing an angel in Calypso's graceful curves and fine-boned aristocratic features, but the intensity in her round rime-blue eyes is a reminder that angels are also terrible. Her full lips and oval face cannot mask the intelligence and calculation in her gaze. Her smiles range from generous to cruel, but quiet confidence animates every expression. She often keeps her blue-black hair away from her face and out of her way. Her toned form, with its rounded silhouette, is capable of filling out the fashions of the Lyceum or bearing the weight of battle armor, as the situation demands. Her melodic mezzo-soprano voice is usually brisk and businesslike. Above all else, she embodies professionalism, for she is an officer and a lady - in that order.
    is an officer and a lady - in that order.  +
  • One could not call Calithex handsome. He i
    One could not call Calithex handsome. He is striking, utterly: tall and sleek and carved. Chiseled, each angle and line of bone beneath skin is graceful and bold -- but though he does not look the least bit feminine, the only word for him is beautiful. His mismatched eyes are full of death and darkness, and incomprehensible amusement, respectively. One is a vivid icy blue, the other a deep, dark green. His hair is silver, often kept neat and on the shorter side, slicked back to show sharp-tipped ears. Sometimes, it is painted in colors. Sometimes, he ignores it for centuries. For all this, the life in his face lives mostly in his wide, thin-lipped mouth. The angle of each curve of that mouth could be used to calculate the lifespan of entire cultures.
    calculate the lifespan of entire cultures.  +
  • One might expect someone with scars like h
    One might expect someone with scars like his, Valerio might opt for a beard and shaggy hair to hide behind. Except that the man is too proud to walk around like a homeless war veteran society forgot about. He keeps himself clean shaven, with his grey-streaked black hair cropped short and styled neat. Nor is Valerio an uncouth savage - he wears a simple eye patch, very rarely going without it. Now, from certain angles, one can see the handsome man that Valerio had once been. More often than not, he is prone to sombre, if not outright dour expressions. His smiles are few, tending towards the sardonic when they do appear. He is tall, with broad, heavy shoulders and wide, spatulate hands that are roughened from years of use.
    ands that are roughened from years of use.  +
  • One might initially look at Ember and unde
    One might initially look at Ember and underestimate her, a tiny and petite woman, but close examination shows a frightening look in her eyes. Fiery, passionate, and completely unabashed, her style of dress is often very unlady-like, and her posture the same. Having a fair share of scars from battles fought, she seems to inspire fear in the hearts of the men and women who stand beside her, as much as loyalty.
    who stand beside her, as much as loyalty.  +