Carver
Carver
Physical Description
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| Race: | Human | |
| Homeland: | Dran | |
| Age: | 20. | |
| Occupation: | Stablehand, Guide. | |
| Class: | Ranger | |
| Faith: | Undecided. | |
A young woman's whose exact age is hard to estimate beneath road dust and the chaos of Dran warpaints. She keeps her growing hair away from her face with a raised topknot, bound neatly with a crimson ribbon cinched tight with a bangle of a bronzed horse; a name inscribed in tiny script. She bundles herself against the weather in treated hides, a mantle of many patched types, of old kills repurposed for her protection.
Her eyes are a swim of colors, bright greens and earthy browns, swirling together in 'eye-catching' hues. Probably her most distinctive trait with her dark skin tone and fit, but nondescript body type. Lean comes to mind as perfectly suitable. Leaner than she was, pangs of hunger and a few hard months chipping away at still present baby fat. Her bow is unstrung, a great composite bow that requires no little bit of strength to even draw, and a new knife gleams dangerously on her belt. Her boots look new. Rough, pebbled green. Burnt dark. Some skin of some monstrous thing.
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