Julia Solais, the Cleric

Commission i made to Slam.
"Julia is still a young lady, pale in skin and hair, with ashy grey lock flowing through the golden strands. Under her eyes lies bags that haven't seemed to go away for months, the irises themselves being black voids of emotion. It is rare to see a smile on her face, and her armour seems to match, being a depressing set of grey-black chainmail surrounded by cloth that has seen far better days. Her shirt pokes through the gorget, a dusty red colour that once might have looked a bright pink. While under the effects of her radiant soul, raven black wings (ethereal in nature) sprout with a flourish, a thin trace of light curls around her irises akin to an event horizon."