Fort Weyr

Tall and slender, this young woman stands nearly eye-to-eye with most men of average height. Wide brown eyes peek from under a fringe of dark lashes, and while a rosebud mouth and gently defined cheekbones give her features a delicate look, they make her nose and eyebrows seem almost too large in comparison. Glossy brown hair falls in layers around her shoulders when free, though at the moment has been caught up into a simple braid, secured by a ribbon. Ansia appears to be in her late teens.

Currently she is clad in a rather simple tunic of dusty rose, designed for practicality, speckles of clay around her cuffs marking her as still making time to keep up her pottery. Tightly fitting trousers of dark cream hug over long legs, before tucking into klah hued boots. A simple knot adorns one shoulder, the white of a Fortean candidate.

A braided leather bracelet adorns her left wrist, an attempt at hiding a thick line of darker skin which shows the site a long healed, but deep, burn.

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