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Before you standing about five and one half feet is an enchantress with long mocha curls that are windswept and tatty towards the ends. The odd strand of gold shimmers, lightened from her Marcs spent under Sunrifter's rays. She has bright emerald eyes and an expressive smile.
Adorned in a multitude of colour; an olive green tunic dress of silk in the ethucan style completed by sturdy looking brown leather boots that reach her knees are well worn and clearly a little big. Her belt is clasped at the small of her waist and jingles with the sound of potion bottles and various interesting objects.
At the hollow of her throat, strung by woven Bos hide lies an exquisitely carved gem. On one side a bright and hungry Sun is visible, and as she twists and turns it often a glimpse of a sultry Moon exposes itself on the reverse.
A large cloak envelops her, the folds of fabric mimic her movements as it billows from or clings to her skin. It shines and swirls with a magical radiance, the colour resembling a chameleons melting pot.
In her hand towers a large and unusual looking staff, the colour of a midnight sky without the moon, it is crowned with a polished obsidian globe that seems to be drawing light towards its centre.
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