The softer elements of childhood have all but disappeared as Lanti nears the end of her teen years. She's grown taller, though her skinny frame
remains the same and serves to make her look just a bit taller than she really is, finally stopping at a couple inches over five and a half feet. Lanti
sports the same red-gold hair of her mother with locks that curl about her face and reach just past her shoulders. Her eyes are a clear, sky blue
with darker flecks of navy, and her pale lips form a generous mouth. The growing rigors and demands of the closely approaching adulthood
have given the girl a muted but harder edge.
A light, long-sleeved blouse of dusty green blends subtly with Lanti's red-gold hair and blue eyes. The collar is big and floppy and has a
tendency to get flipped out of order now and then. The sleeves are likewise a bit larger than necessarily needed. This makes it somewhat
easy for her to roll them up when the weather turns warmer. The blouse is held together by thick, linen loops that hook around sturdy
togs of bleached bone. The girl's trousers are mostly unremarkable. They are made of sturdy linen and dyed a dark blue, though the shade
fades somewhat at the hems and in some of the worn spots. Her boots are ankle-high, made of a soft, dark brown wherhide and are quite
broken in, perhaps on the edge of repair or replacement.
A simple, single-looped knot of white shows Lanti's obvious position as a candidate.
She is a teenager of about 19.
Name: Lanti
Title: HRW Head Messenger (IW Candidate)
IC Age: 19 Turns, 4 months, and 20 days
Gender: Female
URL: http://ht-lanti.livejournal.com/
Lanti (Atlantis is her full name) is the daughter of Ilare and G'deon. She has
a full brother, Iliad, and a half brother, Pidgery.
Lanti has seemingly mellowed in her late teens, but only to those who don't
know her that well. In reality, she still has quite the flare for adventure
and way too much energy. She's much quicker to befriend than antagonize, and
she'll jump to the defense of anyone she considers a friend, regardless
of how
smart a move that might be at the time. The converse is, if she judged someone
/not/ to be a friend, it's going to take a landslide to budge
her attention.
In other words, she's loyal almost to a fault, tends to jump before looking,
and tends to think she's right until proven wrong beyond a
shadow of a doubt.
Maybe it comes with the age.