Appearance: The soft smell of forest grass meets your nose, catching your attention. When you look up, you see a shy little Dryad smiling innocently at you. Her hair spills about her face, small flowers and vines woven through her hair, their sweet smell wafting about her form. Beneath her Dark brown hair, her hazel eyes seem to glow with a childish innocence and mischief. Her skin is a soft shade of olive, smooth and unmarred by the usual signs of labor, the girl having never seen a day's work beyond tending the flowers of her home. Her build is slender and lithe, the body of a dancer, every muscle toned but softly defined, not taking away from her femininity, but amplifying it. Her chest is small, barely small Bs, her hips slight and soft.
Clothing: Her manner of dress is simple, a soft, semi-sheer fabric wrapped about her chest, covering her small breasts, a matching fabric draped from her waist, hanging low on one hip, and high on the other, held together in a single knot on that side. The skirt is open on that side, letting her leg peek from under it, and allowing freedom of movement. A thin silver chain hangs about her stomach, dangling in the front, just under her belly button.
On both arms, from shoulder, to the base of her thumb and middle finger, are a set of winding, black tribal tattoos, like full-sleeve gloves. From her shoulders, the tattoos stretch across to the other shoulder, just above her breasts, a matching set across her back.
Personality: Having come from a secluded forest, the Fae is unaccustomed with personal contact. She views the world through un-tinted sight, taking most everything at face value. She is, by nature, shy and curious. She will befriend you at first word, but will take more time to truly trust and love.
Home: Her home is a Willow tree, the size of a small house. it was recently relocated to an area near the Tub, but the Dryad knows not why, nor who did such a thing, displacing the poor child of the wilds to the true wilderness of Civilization.