This guy should credibly play his father in the movie version. (Oh, yes, the role of Don Gonzalo is coming for you, Mr. Clooney!)
I could have looked online for inspiring pictures like these, but at the time, I thought it would be more creative to draw a picture myself. I've never been a particularly visual writer, so I thought that might jump-start those muscles. Sometimes the creativity only really gets flowing in one area when you take a break and try to create in another medium. I never took drawing lessons, but here's my description guide for Mudarra.
Would this make an impression on you?
Here's how the description ended up:
... how
could it be anyone else, with the same cowlick in the front of his dark, almost
black hair that pointed in every direction before curling almost tamely under
his ears? His eyes were shaded under the same wild brows, and his long,
straight nose, exactly like his father’s. His square chin supported the same
half-grown stubble of a child on the verge of becoming a man. His mouth was
pursed in seriousness, but Sancha recognized instantly its shape, always ready
to burst into a smile or laughter. ...
Where had he been all this
time? He’d been doing well. As he knelt before them, his long cloak opened to
reveal that it was lined entirely in a fur as fine as silk and much warmer than
the hole-ridden lynx pelt. The tunic he wore underneath, made of a
soft-looking, fuzzy fabric, seemed to create its own heat with its bright red
color and golden embroidery. The hand he held out to her and her husband had
golden rings embedded with shimmering carbuncles on each finger. Even his boots
were studded with beads that sparkled as much as rubies. The only detail that
seemed out of place for a well-landed lord somewhere in Andalusia or in the
borderlands was the length of rough string that secured a small pouch around
his neck.
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