Miss Noakes, a rather young hobbit often seen upon her feet.

By appearance one would easily note that her clothing, though often rich in colour, is rather tatty... and lets be honest! Has seen better days!

She often carries an assortment of finds, little intruiging objects of no determinable value that she will spend hours tinkering with.

Wirey jewels and odd beading adorn her small wrists and about her neck. An obscure pride can be noted if ever they are mentioned.

Dark auburn hair with the occassional flower scattered through and a round freckled face, she can seem quite oblivious when around the tall folk, but her consistent chattering and muttering is often brought with a large and joyful smile.