Kirena

At a glance...Standing at 4 feet, the young girl has yet to outgrow those rounded chubby cheeks. Her gaze a vibrant gold or bright yellow according to the time that they reflect. They peer beyond a pair of round glasses settled within the confines of a golden frame, a frame that seems a wee bit oversized for the child's head, adjusting them indefinitely. Not one for stealth, clearly - as a bright yellow bell chimes gently while it bops and dangles from the pointed tip of a wide, classic witch-like hat, while a curious pocket watch dangles from the brown brim. Miraculously, it doesn't bother her line of sight. Contrasting crimson hair stands apart against an emerald complexion, the impressive 8'0 length of those rosy locks woven within thick twin braids, both of which are secured around her shoulders beside each backpack strap. Feet are kept bare when she has a say in it, while her clothes are simple and modest from the Commoner class. Most days, an oversized white shirt with long sleeves is clumsily tucked into plain brown trousers. Instead, her treasured possessions include a colorfully-stained dark blue apron that the child seems to forget to leave at home, as well as that mysteriously-enormous backpack that may as well be twice her size, clinking and chiming with each waddled, cheery step.

"A chipper Dryad seedling, a Gods' apprentice."