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"Excuse me," said the man, "I should have called first. A friend told me you were looking for a guitarist...?"

His voice was the first clear impression Eddi had of him. It was low, resonant, and musical, with what seemed like a pleasant accent, until she realized that it was an absence of accent. Then he stepped into the room and the light. Eddi thought for a moment of porcelain, but she had never seen anything made of porcelain that looked delicate and rugged at once.

He was tall and slender and interestingly pale. His face was longish, with high, wide cheekbones and a pointed chin, and his eyes, under black lashes and brows, were a breathtaking green. Shining blue-black hair spilled over his forehead in appealing disarray, and Eddi saw that what she had at first taken for reflected light was a wide white streak in his hair, a little off center. He wore a black leather jacket and tight black jeans. Somehow they seemed to bring color into the room.

(War for the Oaks, p. 80)




Tall, engaging, with startlingly emerald eyes, Willy is a talented musician -- guitar, electric violin -- and sings a decent tenor on top of that. He moves as if he floats, as if he hasn't a care in the world. As a rule, his dress is black and white; he wears a silver earring shaped like three intersecting crescent moons in one ear. If one were to look inside his guitar case, they'd find guitar picks scattered about, a jumble of strings in their paper packets, two crumpled empty string packets, a yellowed newspaper clipping about a bluegrass festival in West Virginia, an address in Detroit written on a napkin in blue ink, a chrome bottleneck, three dimes, a rhinestone earring, and a battered bluejay feather.

When pressed about his past he's vague and difficult to pin down but like anyone, he holds his secrets close. If you ask what those secrets are, he probably won't tell you. He has other ways of making people find out just who he is... and who he isn't. And when his green eyes flash to reflect crescent moons, Willy is unusually persuasive... to the point that others feel compelled to do what he suggests although they might not be sure exactly why.

Willy comes to the asteroid belt from minutes before his first appearance in War for the Oaks.


This is a character journal for [community profile] outpost12. Willy Silver is from the book War for the Oaks by Emma Bull, and is the intellectual property of Ms. Bull and her publishers: Ace, ORB, and Tor. No infringement is intended and no profit whatsoever is being made.

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