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Recruit Oleani Winters Katsuyoshi: Oleani Katsuyoshi's Home Page LadyKatsuyoshi@aol.com |
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| Many got the wrong impression upon seeing seeing the woman. Tending to light darker shades of clothing, sometimes crimson added into the darkened mix. Even though she tended to be monotone in personality it was either because she was thinking or simply wished to be left alone. She has been known to show a 'impish' or playful side, more so towards children which she seems to have a soft spot for.
Her race..is unknown for she refuses to speak it, infact she strongly seems to waver from the subject totally. Feral emerald eyes hold a certain fire of life, a passion that was dulled away and had yet to be rekindled. Her hair, a copy almost of her mothers, Kaylin Katsuyoshi. Thick and silkened soft, blackened hair that shine like black glass, liquid obsidian, does not gleam like lacquer, but shines softly with shades of shadow. That is until one saw the startling white locks at her temples. To match the length of obsidian hair was snow white locks, usually braided and tied with silk and a silver ball. Her skin a porcelain tone yet held a very faint taint of grey, something her genes pulled from her father. Her toned frame stands at 5'5", somewhat short for her age but it doesn't seem to bother her one bit. Clasped from shoulder to shoulder, usually under a shadowsilk cloak, is a baldric with a elegant runesblade sheathed within. A weapon that holds much meaning in her life - One would almost say a war-relic. |
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