Maillavan stands shorter compared to most of her kin, and her mild-mannerisms often serve to shrink her even further, especially in the company of those of stronger disposition. She has become thin and agile like a woodland deer, having lost some strength from the the years of vigrous training as a former soldier. Now a simple hunter dwelling in the forests of Falathlorn, simple but tailored tunics, hip-satchels and mud-crusted boots with clear evidence of mending and wear, make up most of Maillavan's wardrobe. Her complexion is more often sun-kissed for her love of the outdoors, and her hands, feet, and limbs can be scratched and calloused from the labour of a solitary life. Her hair is an interesting hue between grey and brown, as are her eyes, and is kept cropped bluntly at chin-length, braiding what she can away from her vision.
 

Regarding other features of note, Maillavan wears a single chain necklace with a pendant of a smoothed, painted rock. It looks amateurly made, and is usually kept tucked in her shirt, out of sight.
 

{ Maillavan Illustration by Me }