He was shivering, his straw-colored hair all over his face, his freckled skin milk-white. The wispy little witch beside Crouch began to rock backward and forward in her seat, whimpering into her handkerchief.
Carpenter Lao Chen was then only about forty years old, with a longish face like that of a donkey, a scar under his left eye, and a wispy moustache on his upper lip.
Pale wispy Lady Frey seemed startled that she would be called upon to speak. " Y-yes, my lord. We all so wanted to pay homage to Queen Jeyne. She must be fair to look on" .
" Four is enough" . Ser Aenys Frey fingered the wispy brown beard that sprouted from his weak chin like a rat's tail. " Four on his right hand. He could still hold a sword. A dagger" .