Bronte Novak

Portrait

Description
"Fall seven times, stand up eight." Standing at about 5'8, a healthy young woman in her mid-twenties endures, despite all her anterior misfortunes. Silky brown tresses traditionally might have extended down towards the middle of the brunette's back, falling into a unified point at the center of her spine; however nowadays she often kept those long, alluring locks of hair held up high with a modest and tight hair tie. It wasn't uncommon to see the historically delicate features of this maiden's face tainted with small blemishes of dirt here and there. It'd be evident to almost any bystander that for whatever reason, she had come upon hard times. Much to the contrary, however, careful inspection of her attire, without regard to how withered and worn it may have been, revealed that she once was quite wealthy. The slender young woman against all odds still wore the luxurious dress of a noble; aided by a tightly secured corset around her stomach, an amenity that made her dress look more like a skirt than anything else. It was, for the time being, the only clothing she had left. An inconvenient obstacle that had the inadvertent side effect of painfully displaying the woman's most outstanding assets to those who might look upon her bust. As much as she dreadfully wished to conceal it, the immense expanse of her firmly rounded, tender breasts were often forcefully squished together by her corset, into a tight, and visually gratifying display of cleavage that was sure to draw the unwanted attention of many. To some, such a trait might have been considered a blessing, but to former Lady Novak, it was oft what she considered to be a mere curse. One might be able to wisely guess that the woman's single-attired predicament caused her to take rather extreme measures to upkeep the cleanliness and washing of her clothing, and they'd be right in doing such. Yet, the method of such a mystery is best left to the imagination for many, lest she suffer immutable embarrassment in light of the truth of her troubles. The young woman had bright blue, crystalline eyes. It wasn't a challenge to see the unnatural beauty behind the newly hardened features of her troubled face; and even her furrowed brow and stern expressions failed to conceal the notion.
Player:	Bronte Novak
Gender (Visually):	Female
Race (Visually):	Human