Wisps of fiery red hair find their way outside the hood of the dark brown cloak that tries to conceal them; a peek inside the hood finds an appraising stare from dispassionately hard, and weary looking dark green eyes. Her usual smile gone for now, a more somber and weary expression is present when her face is actually uncovered. Her movements depend on the situation, in a crowd she is slow and watchful, when fighting her movements are as one who is well use to the weapons she wields and does so with purpose and ease, as easily as moving an arm or walking.
When the hood is removed, or the cloak pulled back, her hair feathers out around her face and falls just past her shoulders. She has the scar of a bite mark on her right hand. She wears a light weight dark blue sleeveless dress under which is a white blouse with short puffy sleeves. White flames are embroidered along the hem of the dress and seem to dance when she moves. You rarely notice the durable boots that peek out from under the darkness of her dress. A long leather belt holds the tools of her trade; on the right side a dualmaster and a satchel emitting a dull greenish glow; on the left several daggers and a single glowing lockpick. On her left hand sits a diamond ring, it has an intricate Dark Vulture on the right and a Jaybird on the left of the ring and they are accented with crystalline shards. The diamond on the top of the band is gives of an overly bluish hue almost water like. Engravings of a lost language round the base of the diamond. Next to it sits a garnet ring both serve as symbols of her love for her bondmate.
A brand new looking bed roll is tied to her pack.
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