The bickering in the guild hall blotted out any information relayed by the calm and humble appearing receptionist. Her tiny, petite, yet muscular build made one think of a highly athletic high school senior, or gymnast. She was wearing a black leather breastplate with matching Pauldrons and gauntlets.
Underneath the breastplate was a thick short sleeved white blouse made of thunder wool and sewn together with mammoth moth silk threads. Instead of leg armor, she had a matching tiered-ruffled skirt almost like a ballerina's tutu like from the Nutcracker and leather knickerbockers underneath.
Her reddish-brown hair was in a tied up messy, but neat bun with curly bangs decorating her forehead. Lastly, her boots were similarly made of black leather. Only, they had been reinforced with magic steel. The lass' cute and dainty smile was very refreshing, albeit out of place in this backwater, gods forsaken province.
