Leonaess Dawnbinder

Spun silver, threads of a moonstruck river was the silky mass of curls that spilled about slim shoulders and brushing against a face that used to hold an open, tender hearted smile for all things living.  Cupid bow mouth however found itself tranquil in settlement on exotic features with their regal sweep of cheeks and nose, that kindness while no longer hiding in the corners of mouth still reached the foggy blue of dreamy gaze framed by carbon black lashes; an open window to a soul that had seen too much.

There were no outlandish blemishes or marks of battle on her person.  Flesh had been void touched, smooth ivory with a starry blue lending of coloration that highlighted the svelte sleekness of a form that more often than not was concealed beneath colorful robes or gowns.  The tips of manicured digits, nails now a pearlescent black seemed to shimmer as if some form of magic was constantly within reach.

Movements were graceful, not hurried or panicked but gliding in the way figure slipped through crowds or approached with silent steps with only the faint usherance of breath or gossamer brush of cloth against legs to announce her presence.

Sunshine ( Before the Void): 

Down tumbled honey hued waves to spill about slim shoulders, brushing against a face that held a sweet, tender hearted smile for all things living. Kindness was in the light verdant coloration of her thick lashed gaze, an open window to the gentle soul that was housed in the petite caster's frame.

There was no blemish or marks of battle on her person, skin was a smooth ivory hue often concealed beneath colorful robes or gowns. Clothing was spelled with wards, a skilled hand having woven the magic through the fabric for protection. Vials and all manners of shimmering crystals could sometimes be seen dangling from her slender waist, a chiming tune to her gliding gait.