Evy looks rather young, around the age of six. A shirt noticeably too big for her falls just short of her knees; a skirt, looking as if it hadn’t been washed for days with spots of dirt upon it and a few rips, falls down to her ankles to brush against them. A pare of old slippers is worn, it not of the best quality, though it does help with keeping the coming winter winds off of her and a cold away from her as well. Auburn hair falls just above her shoulders, its tips brushing against them when she dips her head down in a nod; her eyes are of a soft blue hue.
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