Cassandra Mannilow

Description (Cliife)
Cassandra, like most of the other rich, genius women who were accepted into the academy, was a fairly beautiful girl. She had long, black hair braided down to her waist in a single braid and light blue eyes. The color in her irises was so faint that even in the bright, light of the classroom, they seemed almost white. It wasn't until he  really  tried to look into them that he noticed the silvery-blue tint glistening within. Her great looks were further punctuated by the alluring, hourglass-like form of her body. She was a little plump in comparison to some of the more active people at Ashcroft but, in a way, it filled her out. Though it was a little unfair to compare her to some of the people there. John remembered seeing one redhead girl during one of the school's gym classes and she seemed to be just built like a tank.

In terms of asset size, and general complexion, John felt like Cassandra could have given his own mother a run for her money. She was so busty, and so... timid in appearance, that even Frank tried bothering her after class, though that didn't really surprise John. Physically, she didn't look to be all that strong, certainly not in the way that one would expect for someone that was Level 12.

Her hair, while long and black normally, under the dark sky and unique porch light, was unbound now, and hung freely down half the length of her back, glistening so brightly in the light that it seemed almost white at that distance. Her eyes, barely visible from across the street, burned in his direction with a fiery gaze as she stared at him. Her front, as different as it was in her outfit, was doused in the unique, baleful red light of the porch she stood on and, while in it, the plain white tee shirt she had on seemed almost pink to him.

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Cassandra Mannilow

Level 12 Artificer



HP: 462/462

Relationship: -50