Elizabeth Darkmore

Portrait

Description
Long tresses of tanned blonde that border on brown cascade down this woman's back, complimenting her fair complexion. While most women that have travelled the wilds outside before the gates closed might choose to crop their hair short, Elizabeth has a rather strong emotional attachment to the long locks and the intricate braids; the great hallmark of her fallen noble house. In spite of her family's misfortunes well over a decade ago, she wears her dark ash mane with pride, though might weave it all into a thick, long braid if situation so dictates. Like her hair, she inherited a pair of large, sage-green eyes from her parents; yet another recognisable trait of the collapsed house. Her body no longer hidden within luxurious flowing gowns; the woman has more of a sellsword's air about her now. Having trained and become notably stronger, lean muscle can often be spied through the leather breeches that are fashioned to her hips and legs. Those long limbs seem particularly strong, possessing a sinewy strength that propels her easily in whatever activity she might undertake. It would seem the former noble had adapted to a life without expensive comforts, and had adapted well. Aside from the doeskin breeches, the trim shape of her waist would sometimes be accentuated by a formfitting waist cincher, but more often than not the woman wore a rather fine set of polished armour, and of late glimpsed upon her person could be seen the subtle details bearing the colours of House Castimore. The woman, somewhere in her mid to late twenties, seems quite approachable, even if a pensive, stoic stare ofttimes lay claim on her features.
Player:	Darkmore Dagger
Gender (Visually):	Female
Race (Visually):	Elf