Behind the woman's glasses is a smoky gray eye and a freckled, crooked nose. Where a left eye should be, an ugly, but contained scar rests. Anyone with medical knowledge would call it a burn scar. Her long, dark brown (and very frizzy) hair is pulled up into a loose bun. Strands of hair frame her face.
Gives this woman thirty more years and she'll look like a witch from one of your story books. The kind that eats children, lives in gingerbread houses, and offers poisoned apples to princesses.
Alwynn’s hands are stained with ink and a pen sticking out of her hair is not a rare sight.
The woman holds an air of no-nonsense. Her voice is clipped with an accent associated with Gilnean nobles, but there still is a recognizable tinge of the Highlander dialect no matter how hard she tries to hide it.
On her left ring finger is a silver dwarven-made ring with runes inscribed along the surface.
Her worgen form isn't much to look at. Spectacles remain perched on her snout, and her eyecolor remains the same. Her fur is a dark ruddy brown.
((Art by Berkelley))
