AmbrosiaAge is a difficult thing to discern when there are no lines of laughter, of tension to gauge it from. Such is the face that you study. Wizened, jade-green eyes glint brightly from beneath arched brows. High cheekbones slope with gentle definition to the tip of a firm nose. Her placid lips rest above a v-shaped jaw. Her soft skin holds a honey-colored glow and her waist-length hair has a few lively shades of blond that blend well into a light, sandy mix. Her hair has been braided into a thick plait which then twists to form a roll at the base of her skull. Thin tendrils are left to hang freely on either side of her face, tapering near her jaw. The hardened gaze in her eyes presents her confident nature, but if one looks deeper into the shadowed depths they might see the fragility in