Mask:
Nathania is a living rag doll. She has patchwork pieces of varying colors and cloths faintly patterning her skin, some of it patterned like quilt fabric. She obviously takes care of her fabricky skin; it is as soft and supple as human skin. Her joints are almost floppy, like a child's doll's, sewn instead of human, but still filled out. Her four-holed, grey button eyes are surprisingly expressive, showing the woman's every feeling. Her stitched lips are a sweet bow shape, complimented by her lovely, mother-of-pearl button teeth. There is a tiny loose stitch on Nathania's lower lip, constantly tugged at with those gleaming teeth. Her nose, flattened but not flat, and thin, curved eyebrows are also stitched on with a careful, some would say 'loving', hand.
Her yellow cobweb weight yarn hair hangs long and straight. She often pulls it back. Her fingers are long and nimble, dexterous digits eager to create. Despite the faint flatness of the joints in her hands, she's often seen knitting or crocheting with great skill.
Mien:
Pretty, blonde, middling 30s. Grey eyes and long hair. Crow's feet. Fairly average, as women go. 5'7".
Mantle:
A cold night in Winter. Dark. No snow. No extra light.
