Has anyone got the description of the mature Ingwe? I lost mine. Thanks!
Viravain, Lady of the Thorns shouts, "And You would seize Me? Fool! I am the Glomdoring! I am the Wyrd, and beneath the cloak of Night, the shadows of the Silent stir!"
Though petite and slight of frame, this young woman carries herself with the confidence and fluid grace of a predator. A multitude of jagged scars crisscross over her pale skin, the largest running diagonally from throat to cheek, marring her otherwise delicate features. White-blonde hair sweeps away from her heart-shaped face, the tresses braided into a thick plait that falls to her waist; crimson feathers and beads of blackened bone weave into the locks. Eyes of a deep forest green glitter with zeal while a soft mouth quirks with every slight expression. An elaborate ceremonial robe, bright scarlet embroidered with white and black threads, flows freely about her form, while charms of small, sun-bleached animal skulls adorn her neck.
Viravain, Lady of the Thorns shouts, "And You would seize Me? Fool! I am the Glomdoring! I am the Wyrd, and beneath the cloak of Night, the shadows of the Silent stir!"
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