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alydraeth · 4 years
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Silver hair falls down around Alydraeth's shoulders. It's unremarkable in style or color, and her straight locks irk her any time she attempts to do anything other than tuck them behind her slender, upturned ears.
Beneath a few rogue wisps of bangs, her eyes tell a much more determined story. Her azure gaze seems to catch every detail, storing the knowledge away for future use. It gives her an almost angry expression the majority of the time, her narrowed eyes searching for any mishaps under her severe eyebrows.
Her face is thin, skin a dusky lavender, the light color amplified a deeper purple when her face flushes during an argument. Crisp runic markings etch her cheeks and reflect the ambient light, lending themselves to the tale of an arcane-addicted society. Her lips are full and perpetually turned-down at the corners. She'd be almost pretty, if she could wipe the disdain off her face.
Her elegant tunic embroidered with iridescent spellthread mark her as a Shal'dorei, if everything else about her person does not.
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