White Knights and Dark Days
This new ork, the schoolmistress, looks just shy of middle age. She has
light brown skin, like dry Carolina clay, with a dusting of dirt. Her
hair, raven black and shiny, is tied back in a loose bun, more of a looped
pony-tail. She’s thin, dressed in ill-fitting jeans and a old white
T-shirt under an orange blouse that shows a few different thread colors,
indicative of either the homemade nature of the item, or of many repairs
over a long time. She has small horns protruding from the front of her
head, not much different in color from her skin, perhaps a touch darker.
Her incisors seem elongated and push at her lips, but no more so than a
kid with braces might look swollen. A painful bruise graces her left
temple, and she still looks a bit dazed, or maybe just tired.