You see GameMaster Tinsie Smedwin, a tiny Halfling.
You see a rather matronly, pleasingly plump, female that is a wee bit on the short side, as far as Halflings go. She has sparkling ale-brown almond-shaped eyes and wavy chestnut hair that has an accentuating snowy white streak running through it. Her hair is styled in a braided bun with a few loose hairpins and curly tendrils. She has fair skin with rosy cheeks that dimple when she smiles.
Tinsie has transcended time.
She is in good shape.

She is holding a shot of spiced rum in her left hand.
She is wearing a silver ring topped with an engraved ruby, an isaanenisa ring, a crochet forest green shawl, an iheaneu'a shield brooch, a pin with a cluster of small silver stars, a hammered copper circlet, some ceramic forest green bangles, some tortoise shelled-rimmed spectacles, a fluttering Monarch butterfly, a hammered copper armband, a worn leather pouch with plaited heather drawstrings, a linen blouse, a black coarse woolen skirt with wild multi-colored petticoats, an ivory muslin bodice, a tortoise shell-tassled pinnet, a bright yellow cummerbund with a small oak leaf shaped brooch and a warrior's tower shield.