<strong>Name:</strong>Ádísa<br/><strong>Apparent Age:</strong>early 20s<br/><strong>Height:</strong>4'11"<br/><strong>Build/Weight:</strong>Slightly emaciated / 90 pounds<br/><strong>Hair:</strong>Blonde-ish<br/><strong>Eyes:</strong>Blue<br/><strong>Complexion:</strong>Ruddy, as her skin is fair and she is been subject to much exposure.<br/><strong>Identifying Marks:</strong>Clothing too bulky to display any yet.<br/><strong>Clothing:</strong>Rough-sewn hides. Mainly hare and smaller rodents.<br/><strong>Visible Weapons/ Items Carried:</strong>Ádísa's main weapon is a crude spear that crests over her own height. It is little more than a sharpened stick with a char hardened tip. Strapped to her waist are a pair of strange devices: along her midback is a reed woven quiver holding several javelin sized spears and to her right is a loosely strapped bit of wood with peg pointing back at itself on one end.<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u"><br/>Mannerisms/Physical Description</span></strong><br/>Fate bestowed tallow colored hair salted with the occasional strand of auburn to Ádísa; it could hardly be said that it looked touchable or managed. Often rough sheared by a rock blade, the unruly locks are currently shoulder length, braided and bound back with little more than leather strap.<br/><br/>Ádísa's frame is wiry. It is obvious that she is underweight, something her rough tailored hides, while bulky and concealing, cannot hide. Standing at almost fifteen hands, Ádísa's visage reveals a marginally bearable woodland life: her skin is sun kissed, her cerulean eyes are surrounded by tiny wrinkles, and her she walks with the gait of a skittish deer. The girl's movements reveal the constant search for an exit when she walks among others and her words come haltingly as one who is unused to speaking.