White, shaggy hair braided to reveal a long, time-worn face. Woeful amber eyes, set charmingly within their sockets, watch thoughtfully over the natives they've sworn to protect for so long.
Fallen debry left a mark stretching from the bottom of the right cheek , running towards the right side of her lips and ending under her left eye and leaves an agonizing memory of lost love.
The is the face of Jayde Afton, a true master among humans. She stands high among others, despite her thin frame.
There's something enigmatic about her, perhaps it's her friendly demeanor or perhaps it's simply her painful past. But nonetheless, people tend to stay on her good side, while thinking of ways to become her friend.
