Mask
Honoré is slender, taller than average and has grown into the beautiful woman she was destined to be. Her strawberry blonde hair hangs like a thick, wavy veil to just past her shoulders. Her body is now lean, with hardly a spare ounce of fat – save for those needed for her womanly curves. Her hazel eyes are rimmed with long, lush eyelashes, and her skin fair, with the hint of a tan. On her back she has scars, evidence of the near fatal attack she suffered the night of her 18th birthday.