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| Aahana Magnotta + | Petite with a lean but toned build not unlike an athlete or warrior that was also blessed with an hourglass build, even possessing a the hints of four pack when her abs are visible and a pair of thick, but toned graceful legs with slender arms. Her movements graceful with the hints of her background in dancing and horseback riding. Her narrow face dotted with as many freckles as the stars in the sky. A pair dark brows that are manicured rest over eyes like crystal violet blue glass which can be brought out more but her hair like corn-silk descending to her upper back. Below her almost perfect almost rests a pair of full but narrow lips. + |
| Aahana Malvici + | Petite with a lean but toned build not unlike an athlete or warrior that was also blessed with an hourglass build, even possessing a the hints of four pack when her abs are visible and a pair of thick, but toned graceful legs with slender arms. Her movements graceful with the hints of her background in dancing and horseback riding. Her narrow face dotted with as many freckles as the stars in the sky. A pair dark brows that are manicured rest over eyes like crystal violet blue glass which can be brought out more but her hair like corn-silk descending to her upper back. Below her almost perfect almost rests a pair of full but narrow lips. + |
| Aahana Volkov + | Petite with a lean but toned build not unlike an athlete or warrior that was also blessed with an hourglass build, even possessing a the hints of four pack when her abs are visible and a pair of thick, but toned graceful legs with slender arms. Her movements graceful with the hints of her background in dancing and horseback riding. Her narrow face dotted with as many freckles as the stars in the sky. A pair dark brows that are manicured rest over eyes like crystal violet blue glass which can be brought out more but her hair like corn-silk descending to her upper back. Below her almost perfect almost rests a pair of full but narrow lips. + |
| Aaron Blackburn + | 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. + |
| Abbas Thrax + | Two fierce pitch eyes engage the world from under a devil's brow. Abbas is born of two worlds. His royal father hails from the sand dunes of Eurus and his mother is a Thraxian princess; their union has left him bronze and manifested the wild build of a Maelstrom barbarian. His hair is long and unkempt and clumps in wild dreadlocks in an untamed manner. The beard of the man is thick and full. Dark circles have been stained permanently around his eyes from war-dye application from over a dozen years of violence and reaving in the Salt. Where his flesh is visible he is smothered in dark ink and scars anoint his features like a badge of honor. He is still young but streaks of grey permeate head against the backdrop of darkness. + |
| Abby Laurent + | Being of a slim build, Abby carries herself with the grace of her noble upbringing. Bright brown eyes are often relaxed, combined with a cheerful smile that marks her youthful features. Her brunette locks hang just down to her shoulders and are often parted to her right side. She favors the casual dress over anything that might compare to the excess of the peerage or the riches of the Church. Her voice carries softly, with hints of an Oathlander accent shining through each word. + |
| Abellus Ironfoot + | Built like a great bear, Abellus Ironfoot towers over others with an aura of strength and ferocity. His grey eyes carry an intense look that is easily mistaken for anger. His dark hair is kept short, cropped close to his skull. Clothing and armor usually seem hard-pressed to contain his bulky, muscular form. His battle scars show easily on his fair skin, and he carries them with pride. + |
| Abigail Lyonesse + | The woman is tall and slender, yet don't let that fool you, she is very capable of taking care of herself. Abigail is young, taller then many and with a form one may see with a archer yet there is something about her that is rather noble. Her stance, how she holds herself and how she portraits herself is what gives that away. Cinnamon brown hair flows to about her mid-back and has a slight curl to it, eyes of clear ice blue seem to almost glow thanks to her rather lovely tanned skin. Slender lips, high cheekbones give her a rather lovely face. + |
| Acacia Culler + | Boisterous and beautiful, Acacia carries a sense of adventure with her, with only a grin and a laugh. Hair like a seaside sunset falls in thick curls about her, practically pulled back when necessary, but flowing freely whenever possible. Large brown eyes take in the world around her and sparkle with saucy mirth, reflecting the myriad of emotions. It's hard to decide whether her smiles or scowls are more ferocious, but each has their definite appeal. Athletic, with a lovely face and generous curves, but her primary allure comes from the way she swaggers, sultry and confident. She can command a room, with her big voice and presence and few find themselves disappointed when she turns their attention on them. + |
| Acantha Clearlake + | This stunning brunette stands at 5'4" without her shoes on. Her rich chocolate brown hair is full of life as it wends down past one smokey eye and down along her high cheekbone as it crashes down in waves to a spot just below her waist. Even without the makeup, her brilliant grey eyes would shine like gems. above her strong nose, lush lips, and firm chin. + |
| Achard de Ange + | 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. + |
| Aconite Fidante + | At 6 feet tall this Eurusi woman is a striking and poised figure. She boasts a satin complexion in a rich dark carob color that is striking when paired with jewel tones. Inky almond eyes are fringed with thick lashes under arched brows and her luxuriant dark curls are carefully styled and cared for to match whatever she's wearing at the time. The soft waft of milk and honey baths can be caught as the tall graceful limbed Courtier passes or gestures. + |
| Aconite Unknown + | At 6 feet tall this Eurusi woman is a striking and poised figure. She boasts a satin complexion in a rich dark carob color that is striking when paired with jewel tones. Inky almond eyes are fringed with thick lashes under arched brows and her luxuriant dark curls are carefully styled and cared for to match whatever she's wearing at the time. The soft waft of milk and honey baths can be caught as the tall graceful limbed Courtier passes or gestures. + |
| Adalbern Rimeheart + | 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. + |
| Adalmus Nightgold + | 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. + |
| Adalyn Clement + | Adalyn moves with the grace and energy of someone who seems to almost never be tired, there's bounce in each and every one of her steps. She's of average height and weight, with a build that lends itself towards athleticism while retaining some soft feminine curves. Her face is cute, heart-shaped and with a smattering of freckles across the bridge of her straight nose. She possesses expressive green eyes, with flecks of gold just around the pupil. Her mouth is all too often pulled into bright, quirky smile that deepens her dimples. Long hair that is a lustrous honey-blonde is prone to cascading in soft waves over shoulders, when it's not plaited into two long braids. + |
| Adder Trahir + | With his perfectly oval face squared off with a princely jaw, and his long-limbed grace, Adder is a deviously handsome man. His hair is a lustrous brown, kept a little long - this man is sharp and polished, but he does not at all present like a soldier. This, despite the obvious strength and control in his form. His clothes are tailored and impeccable: white gloves and dark jackets over crisply collared shirts. His eyes are ridiculously dark and usually half-lidded as if he hasn't a care in the world, and his beautiful mouth is given to small, secretive half smiles near constantly. It's only a shame that they do nothing to warm those dark, dark eyes. + |
| Adelais Savatier + | This woman does not particularly stand out in the crowd. She isn’t a great beauty, but nor is she particularly plain or ugly. She’s average, if that can be a descriptor. Her face is slightly weather-beaten, skin tanned by time spent out of doors, and there are lines at the corners of her eyes. Her face is narrow, just the lean side of gaunt, with slightly sunken eyes and a hawkish nose. Dark brown hair frames her face, falling to the base of her neck and usually left loose or tied back and out of the way. Her expression tends to be muted, whether she smiles, laughs, frowns, or shoots a disapproving look (although the latter tends to be the most pronounced and severe). Her movements have a certain athletic grace to them. Not the easy flow and glide of a lady on the dance-floor or in a salon, but someone who has spent long, dusty hours working on footwork for swordplay. Her build is athletic and fit and the muscle in her speaks to someone used to violence and action. She wears little, if any, makeup. + |
| Adelphie Harthall + | 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. + |
| Ademar Napolitano + | This man is of very tall height with a slender body on a lanky frame. With a bit of a waifish appearance and softer features he might appear a bit younger than he is. He is fair-skinned with only a hint of a tan. A curly mass of dark hair covers his head, with facial hair neatly cared for and maintained into a refined style. A narrow moustache that covers the upper lip and continues down just barely covering the sides of the mouth without touching the corners of the lips. Also a small patch covering the front and underside of the chin only. His olive green eyes expressive when he wants them to be. + |
