<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d0/60747931277c74ee6bc7db9bd2176d33_%281%29.png)</div><strong>Holly Evermead</strong><br/><br/><em>  "Once upon a time, magic was everywhere.  It protected our children, healed our sick, fed our hungry.  Something has gone wrong with the world.  I don't know what, or why, but I do know this.  The magic is still here, all around us.  We just need to look for it."  <br/></em><br/><br/><em>    "See the  holly and the ivy?  Ever living, ever growing.  Thriving in the hottest summers, green on the coldest snow.  The blight itself can wither it, sometimes twist it, but it rises again, ever vital, ever changing.  <br/>    "My mother named me Holly so i would remember this.  The coldest night must see dawn.  The brightest day fades to twilight.  Strength can fail, health can falter, but hope springs eternal."</em><br/><br/>Age      148<br/>Birthday   17th of May<br/>Height:      5’6”<br/>Weight      100lbs<br/>Measures   34”D, 22”, 28”<br/>Skin:      Fair<br/>Hair:      Silky silver tresses falling free to the backs of her knees.<br/>Eyes:      Wide aquamarine.<br/>Style:      Holy favors well kept light blue dresses, low in the bust, with short skirts.  Her belt and boots are darker blue with silver buckles.  Around her neck she wears a silver medallion in the form of a crescent moon.  Her most prized possesoins are her spellbook—the result of almost a century spent recovering the lost art of magic—and her blessed fox fur quiver, “Honeywine’s Covenant.”<br/><br/><br/>http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=765837