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Date Posted: 19:11:37 05/28/01 Mon
She walks in, and you notice she had shoulder length brown hair. Not an ugly mouse brown, but soft, almost reddish brown hair that sparkles in the sunlight. Concealed in the palm of her hand, lies the crescent shape of the moon, marking her sorcery at birth. With chocolate eyes she looks at the head of the university.
"Hello," she says in a small yet stable voice, "I'm looking to join the ranks of the NeoMage. Would anyone be willing to teach me the arts of magic and sorcery? My past is hardly known, not even I remember but parts of it. I do, however, carry the mark of a sorcerer." Nodding to herself, she holds up her small hand showing the pale crescent shaped birthmark.
She wears dark green clothes, covered with smudges of dirt and grim. Her outfit has been patched more than once, in many different dull colors. One sleeve reaches down just below her elbow, while her left arm's sleeve is cut short, and jagged. Her legs are long and lanky, dirty and bruised from spending days in the brush. The bottom half of her 'outfit' is also cut jaggedly and uneven, coming perhaps halfway down her thigh.
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