Etoile/Desc

By merely glancing upon her visage, the woman in front of you could be mistaken for a pure-blooded d'Angeline, since she radiates the beauty of the Angels. However, as one looks more closely, one will notice those things that seem…slightly off. Perhaps her forehead is too high, her nose a touch too wide. Maybe it is in the wide set of her eyes or the thinness of her upper lip. Still it could be that she is shorter than most grown d'Angeline women, with modest breasts and narrow hips. All of these things point to her half-Alban heritage, but the most telling sign is the light smattering of pale freckles across her cheekbones and the bridge of her nose.

Despite these things, Étoile is beautiful, even if not in a strictly d'Angeline sense. Her father's Trevalion coloring lends a lightness to her otherworldly fey features. Her skin is unblemished, aside from smatterings of freckles from the sun, and creamy as new milk. Chestnut hair gently waves halfway down her back, and it is rarely adorned as she is used to the slightly more austere life of the priesthood. Her blue eyes are a paler shade than most, lending them the look of aquamarines when she is happy, but they are a stormy grey otherwise. There is a keen light in her eyes which hints at a depth of intelligence, and sharpness to her gaze which pegs her as a lifelong learner. Were anyone to ask though, her favorite feature is her lower lip: pouty and full as if begging to be kissed.


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