Saoirse Wakeland
When The Party first encountered Saoirse Wakeland, they perceived her as a leader of sorts, who bore no weapon but carried a few sticks and seemed to have some trinkets tucked into a small pouch slung low at her waist. She is short for a halfling, nearly the size of a gnome. Her delicate form is covered in tattoos from chin to toe that appear to move as she does. Her hair is braided and formed into long dreadlocks that come to her waist, its color variegated from russet to blonde, like a fox’s. Her garnet-colored pierced lips are small and pursed in curiosity, staring intently at Omen, her copper eyeshadow shimmering in the daylight. Her black dress is simple but bears a large hex circle and diagram on her chest, woven in golden thread, exuding magical energy as it sparkles in the sunlight
