Siriol

Rambling the fields

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• Blackberry brambles...

  A figure of undeniable, vital womanhood, all dancer-like swaying in the movement of plump curves; oft leaning on hand cart filled with trinkets and tinctures, beckoning customers with her easy, warm air. Attire is simple: gauzy blouse with sleeves rolled up, roughspun skirts and apron, tapered waist cinched by tinkling, tool-heavy chatelaine. Her presence brings the scent of night blooming honeysuckle, fresh grass and spiced rum. Sharp fringe and poker straight, shoulder-length moonlight pale hair juxtapose the softness of her heart-shaped face. Expressive, heavy-lashed eyes full of laughter sit behind perfectly round bakelite spectacles and lips have been painted ripe strawberry red.
  
  Customer service-oriented with an easy, relaxed way about her and a beguiling smile. She strives to make potential clients comfortable in her presence, going as far as to alter her mode of speech and her accent to better meet people on their "level". The perceptive might make note of the ways she glides into her roles and seeks to reflect just enough of each customer back to them as to make them feel at home. A one-time wannabe actress who lives the life of her back-up plan.

• Bruised mint leaves...

  • Name: Siriol
  • Gender: Female
  • Race: British shorthair cat
  • Class: Very classy
  • Alignment: Herself
  • Age: 30s
  • Mannerisms: Sipping of tea. Plucking of flowers. Pushing of spectacles back up her nose.
  • Accent: South of England