"Crownsworn" is not in the list of possible values (Redrain, Valardin, Grayson, Thrax, Pravus, Lyceum, Crown) for this property.
|Eye Color||Dark Whiskey|
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This woman is tall and powerfully built, with warm brown skin and dark eyes that gleam with intelligence. She's efficient with her movements, never taking up more space than she has to, sculpted in muscle with wide hips and powerful legs. Her hair is black and thick, dropping just past her shoulders in waves when loose. Shoulders are squared when she stands, spine straight, confidence written in every line.
Oval face with wide-spaced almond eyes, full lips, and a squared jaw, she's clearly a woman in her prime but there's nothing that suggest laugh-lines. If anything, her neutral expression has given the impression of a smooth complexion.
Intense. Focused. She has her task and her duties and she does them to the best of her ability. Her joy is the satisfaction of a job done well. Confident, outwardly calm, it's hard to say what she'd be like if she lost control. As it is, she's as placid as a deep lake, grounded and at times unfathomable.
Angelica comes from a branch of the Sanna family split free, obscurely referenced in Farshaw and fairly unremarkable. Several generations back, they settled in a small village north of the Redrain capital, called to an obscure purpose and excelling at it, tending sheep, mining, and joining the locals in their trade of bookbinding. Their success is a little above modest, the village able to support itself without much interference from the outside world, encouraging a work ethic that's reflect in their respected goods as well as their day to day. Angelica is a product of such a community, her calm demeanor rarely ruffled, her focus intense on whatever she sets herself to.