You see Literate Frazyl the Witch. She is just a mostly harmless little young lady, and skinny besides She is tall and slim like a pretty tall and rather slim person. Her skin is unblemished and featureless but otherwise unremarkable. Her movements have a strange grace-like efficiency and precision. She often peers intently at some thing that has caught her interest. Her dark eyes shine forth as the sun seen from the depths of the ocean, with green and blue waves gently mingling and parting to the rhythm of her breath. Her silky black hair flows out of a hooded snow-silk cloak, an Offler-headed mask, a witch's pointy hat and a blackened leather lamellar coif and sways all the way down to her thighs. The dark of her hair gleams softly in shades of blues and greens.