˙·٠•The Storm and the Maiden•٠·˙
Spirited and gentle by nature this peaceful little cleric moves along lithe and willful, lending helpful hands as needed. Intense emerald eyes are friendly and soulful, reflecting a hint of fatigue behind dark feathery lashes, and she speaks in a softly silvern voice. Tousled, dusky-brown tresses tumble down her back, gleaming in Sunrifters rays - one sandy streak shining in stark contrast. A small comb enriched with lush emerald sprigs of heartblood tear-shaped berries attempts to pin back wayward waves forever falling over svelte shoulders to frame an ivory face. Gracing her left hand is a treasured, tawny timeworn band etched with scrolling leaves. A vermilion gemstone glints mystically at her throat, veiling a faint marring, and there is a discernible scar under her chin. Lingering traces of foresty-herbs and rose-oil subtly scent the air around her.
During quiet marcs she can be found working in her apothecary, meditating in the pagoda, gardening or enjoying nature. When caught in moments of musing or anxiety slender fingers graze the gemstone at her throat or twist a lock of hair. Every so often she taps the marking inside her left wrist - a one-dimpled smile or faint frown variably flitting upon full carmine lips. Favoring woodland hues she wears fetching seasonal garb in foresty shades - often with a decorative belt cinched at her waist, accentuating feminine curves. A piece of lucent comet glass gleams amongst the charming cascade of silvery crescent moons and stars decorating the belt. Her striking Cloak of Thorns is the very essence of nature, enshrouding her within protective elements of the vibrant flora. A small plush tentacle-kitteh and an old belt-buckle with a blue gem are firmly affixed to her pack.
While engaged in combat, elegant custom armor detailed with brass trim follows curvesome contours of her petite frame. It is crafted from a supple, resilient metal allowing free range of movement, and is worn with fitted dark-brown breeches over delicate dragonfly robes. She favors a distinctive hammer - Wilderness. The blunt side of this ornate hammer resembles an unshod hoof and the claw side a tapered horn with grooves spiraling up the length. Langets have been etched with images of horses, their long manes streaked with green enamel and veiling spiral horns. When not wearing boots a flash of floral vines and tendrils swirling along her right foot and ankle can be seen. Despite her serenity she is equivalently efficient wielding her weapon as she is utilizing her clerical craft, and will protect her home and serve her Gods and Queen however possible.