The pure white robe falls about her form, the hem reaching her ankles. The robe wasn’t tight, hiding almost all of her curves, though it was obvious that she was a woman. Her bright blonde hair falls just past her waist, rather straight though seeming to curve just right about her face when it falls over her shoulders. On the upper right hand side of her robe is a golden star of seven points, marking her as one of the Clayr. Black slippered feet peek out from beneath the golden hem of her robe; that same intricately sewn hem was around the cuffs of the sleeves which reach to her fingertips and around the neck of the robe as well. Pale blue eyes are gentle, and hold wisdom within them, seeming to see more than that of a normal person sees. Her skin is that of a darker shade, brown almost which, when tanned, turned to that of a deep chestnut color. Resting on her brow is a circlet of silver, lined with moonstones around it, each one of them carefully placed making it seem like part of the band of silver itself and not just placed in it, showing that she was a Clayr who had rightly come into their birthright; the Sight.
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