Myrna Isolde

There was something intriguing about the female known as Myrna. Was it the protective nature or the hint of pride that drew people in? Perhaps it was the way she watched others as if she was trying to figure them out. Maybe it was her smile that always seemed to hint that she had a secret she wasn't quite ready to let go of. Slightly pointed ears showed beneath thick, brown hair that fell across the female's shoulders. She currently wore a long, blue under-dress that was covered by a cream over-dress; the fabric stretched tightly over her ample bosom. A beautiful, gold colored ribbon weaved in and out of the eyelets of the over-dress to secure it. She wore black, leather boots that while fine enough had started to show signs of extensive use. Upon each wrist she wore black, wooden bracelets with painted blue swirls on them. More often than not, she could be found reading or writing alone when she wasn't finding some sort of trouble to get into. Or was it the trouble that always found her?