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She wore armor that
was leather, armor that was fit her tightly, perhaps a little to tight.
Along her left eye and left arm and left hip tattoo's of the wilds were
placed covering something perhaps from her past.
She is a quiet one, whispers are the loudest her voice lifts to. Though she growls, snarls and sounds as if she were a wild beast when fighting or struggling to break free. Tawny tresses dance down about her shoulders and to her back in spirals of curls. Her eyes are as deep as the leaves and sparkle as emeralds cut to perfection. She is a warrior, a survivor but more than anything she is a Woman.
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