Margaret stands at a 5’5”, though those who have witnessed her in full force often say she seems far taller. She’s a naturally slender woman whose arms are toned from quiet training sessions with her uncle and her legs muscled from regularly riding horses. Margo’s hair is a deep, chocolatey brown that loosely curls in on itself and falls a few inches past her shoulder. Her eyes match the dark brown and, though framed in sweet lashes, have often been known to house a look of mischief or trouble. Her skin is fair and numerous freckles are peppered on her face, starting across her nose, fanning out into her cheeks, and finding themselves sparsely on her forehead and chin. Her hands have faint scars from learning how to wield different weapons as a teenager.