Her skin glows with a faint, earthy sheen under dappled sunlight, tiny veins of moss-green threading her cheeks like living tattoos. Wild curls of auburn hair tumble to her shoulders, woven with feathers and acorn caps that rustle softly. Barefoot and wiry, she stands no taller than a foxhound, her callused hands clutching a gnarled staff etched with glowing fungi runes.
These sliders set site audio only, so you can mix against Discord and other apps (phone volume still caps everything).