Buried in raggedy robes, mantle and hood Iris isn't one to be immediately recognized as anything more than some weird beggar perhaps. The fabric billows about her form, certainly overly generous for that which it covers and seems sufficient to protect her from all elements.

The face that can be seen peering out from under the shade of her hood is nice enough to look at, were it not for the frequent smudges of dirt and the oft messy fall of her pale blonde hair. Freckles pepper the bridge of her nose, when her face is clean or in bright enough light to be seen anyway. The color of her eyes seems torn between pale green and pale blue, often favoring the latter.

((wip))

Lights:

Red: no evil, no women, no shemales/herms, no drama, no passive aggressive behavior IC or OOC

Green: men (confident, not dickish), detailed RP and all that. You know, the usual or something.