The minstrel sat on a chair, playing. She wore a dress of white and green. It was cut to expose lengths of thigh, bare arms, shoulders and cleavage. She had beautiful pale skin, that hardly looked like it had seen the sun at all - a stark contrast to the black skin of Luna the whore. The singer had auburn hair that shifted to more red and dark chestnut across different locks that fell across her slender neck and shoulders. Green eyes flickered in the light from the fireplace, shining with tears that accompanied the deep emotion and sadness of her song. Full, pink lips had a natural pout that were mostly seen in younger girls. Slightly arched eyebrows, high cheekbones and the shape of her ears gave the impression that she had some elven ancestry. Perhaps a grandparent.