Betty "Blosom" Bingletree of Beggar's Alley, Bree is a rather ECCENTRIC individual. Indeed, she would take on the appearance of a lass aged somewhere between fifteen and twenty yet would act at least half that age. DO NOT TAKE HER FOR AN IDIOT THOUGH...for she is very clever when it comes to flowers...and frogs...

The first thing one would notice about her is her somewhat disheveled appearance: her branch-brown hair is perpetually tangled, coming out in a knotted triangle to frame her gaunt face. Twigs, bits of leaf and copious amounts of dirt of various types. 

The long dress which she always wears, having no other clothing, drags down on the floor meaning that she is constantly tripping up and that the hem is permanently tattered and ragged. The rest of the dress is not in much of a better shape being patched in many places and covered in numerous layers of mud.

Speaking with rather an "airy fairy" voice clotted with a thick Bree accent, one would find her usually in a daydream, lost in her own little carefree world. 

Her skin is rather tanned and her cheeks have a rosy red glow from spending lots of time outdoors and there is always dirt under her nails. If ever one were to delve into the depths of her hair they would notice a large scar on the back of her head. She stands at just 5ft tall.