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Small-boned and petite, Darcy has lightly tanned skin as yet untouched by the passage of time, the callowness of youth hung on a countenance with finespun features. Her eyes are a very pale, almost milky green and her hair is honey blonde and left long, cut to just below her shoulder blades. While not tall, she has long limbs and a willowy frame, something almost otherworldly but hard to place about her appearance.
Mien
Free from the glamour of the Mask, Darcy's blonde hair fades to white, her skin taking on a shimmer as a bluish glow emanates from it. Unsuppressable, it bleeds out through her clothes, unwilling to be dampened, and flickers occasionally like a candle guttering in the wind. Her Mien is more fragile, more insubstantial, turning her into a creature that seems only partly tangible, only partly real...
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| Come buy, come buy...
Darcy is often to be found at markets, Goblin and otherwise. Who knows what oddments and treasures can be found in such places?
Over hill, over dale, thorough Bush, thorough brier...
Whatever the weather, the outdoors calls. Parks, gardens, woodlands, anywhere where nature impinges on the city appeals to Darcy.
Tarry thou yet, late lingerer in the twilight's glory...
Odd hours are less odd in the City that Never Sleeps. There's always somewhere open at 3 am...
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Seeming: Fairest
Kith: Bright One
Apparent Age: Mid twenties
Mantle: Winter 
Keeper: Cvellabecdae
Public Effects: Striking Looks (Ethereal)
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