A certain darkness is needed to see the stars.

Rumor spoke of a vile witch tucked deep within the forest surrounding the village called Shadebrooke.

Height: 5'2
Hair: Blonde
Skin: Subtly tanned
Eyes: Ice blue
Race: She'd appear to be of human descent.

She was not made for everyone, especially those afraid of the dark.

Of average height and possessing an exquisite build Iubenica, "Nica", owned a fierce appearance that few would forget.  Although her body was, by no means, built of excessive amounts of muscle, she appeared quite hardy - almost as if she were used to physical labor that had kept her form covered in a lean layer of muscle.

A slender neck, narrowed shoulders and dainty hands gave an extra dose of femininity to her appearance.  Although her chest was hardly what most would consider "large", her breasts were perky and full and seemed well proportioned to the rest of her body.  A tightly tapered waistline flared into full, thick hips and an even larger rear that was a perfect combination of firm and supple.

A pair of thick thighs seemed well suited to the size of her hips.  Her calves were shapely and her feet could be considered quite tiny by most standards.  Despite often spending time barefoot in the wilds, she took great care of her feet.  They were never riddled with cuts or bruises, and dainty toes were often adorned with rings which matched anklets decorating either leg.

Full, flaxen locks were often allowed to hang freely and untamed. From time to time she'd braid her tresses, often intertwining pieces of leather cord, wooden beads or even feathers into her tendrils.  Both her skin and hair were subtly scented with various smells associated with wildlife and nature.  Lavender and rose oils, spruce and teakwood and a subtle hint of vanilla were often mixed and matched to create a captivating aroma.

Garbed in earthy tones, and at times emerald greens and deep blues, she selected form fitting, yet practical clothing.  Each piece appeared well cared for and the design spoke of high quality.  She could often be caught with a heavy pelt over her shoulders and dark hood shadowing her face.  Full, pouty lips were a natural shade of pink and she often wore smudges of kohl around her eyes.  She could almost always be caught wearing an amulet that she seemed highly protective of.  It was comprised of a simple disc of dark blue material encrusted with a dark colored gem.

A sultry, melodic voice was quite soothing to the ears, and her demeanor gave off the impression that she wasn't easily rattled.  

Someone I once loved gave me a box full of darkness.  It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.