Adalbjorg Ebberhardt Skadisdottir

powerrune

The woman you currently look upon is one of those who stands out regardless of her location or the
people around her. Unlike many others she while certainly attractive to some is no overwhelming
beauty. To start of with she hardly cuts the figure of traditional womanhood. Oh she's curvy enough,
moreso than most truth be told. Second off she's a tall, standing at least six feet or so in height though
due to the particulars of her build one tends to not notice unless there's some amount of perspective
nearby. She follows the usual hourglass shape traditionally sought out for women but once you get past
the basic outline she starts to quickly differ. Her limbs are thick and her neck is short giving her a squat
powerful sort of physique. Obviously strong and heavily muscled she lacks the shredded etched
physique of a dedicated gym rat having a bit of fat on her in several obvious places. Most obviously the
extra fat on her chest, With her wide shoulders and general broadness of build they manage to not quite
be comical but the heavy spheres upon her chest are so large that really the only word that fits them is
tits probably requiring extra capitalization to do them justice. Gravity has been relatively kind to her
though with breasts bigger then the average head there's no way they can escape completely untouched,
but her strong back at least keeps from falling below her navel. Her thick thighs and wide hips give her
a distinctive sway to her walk and the weight of her build has given her heavy calf muscles that bulge
and flex with every step she takes.
She's of a complexion that can be politely dubbed as 'pale' and save for one swipe of freckles across
her nose without any marring or blemish. Her features are pleasant enough if not gorgeous or stunning
and a touch on the strong and neither neither very fine or rounded with high cheeks, a prominent nose,
thick lips, wide jaw, and cleft chin. Her eyes have the odd hue of glacial ice and peer with clear and
studious intensity out from a heavy brow the thick hair clearly having never seen anything resembling
tweezers. Her hair is different from her in that it is one of the few things on her that's unarguably
gorgeous. One might think that she's started to gray somewhat prematurely but closer inspection
reveals that her hair is mostly lustrous gold and silver that if not for the fine strands and bouncy waves
would seem more like metal thread than hair. A worn folded bandanna bearing some words and a coiled
rattlesnake holds the fluffy mass out of her face and directs it down her wide shoulders.
She dresses in a cargo shirt of the type favored by mechanics the world over though hers is open most
of the way. She's obviously given up on the attempt to shove her tits into anything other than a heavy
duty neon pink and electric lavender leopard print bra often stuffed with an assortment of pens, lighters,
and folded up scraps of paper in addition to boob. Where her shirt fails to cover her shoulders and arms
vivid tattoo work sweeps from the back of one hand to the other across her shoulders, tickling down to
her clavicle a bit on either side of her neck but leaving her front largely uncolored save for a single
vivid blue line peeking from her cleavage over her sternum. Following the theme she has a pair of basic
green camo cargo shorts. A few random distressed holes offer the odd glimpse of pale thigh. A belt
pyramid studded belt with an intricate boar head buckle helps keep them up given the comparative
narrowness of her waist to her hips. On her feet are a large pair of battered and worn leather tanker
boots are strapped tightly across her lower shins