A striking albino human woman with deep brown African facial features, pale skin, light lashes, and clear gray-blue eyes that seem almost silver in bright light. Her very short bleach-blonde afro frames the shape of her head. She has a beautiful, curvy hourglass figure with a thin waist, strong posture, and an alert, graceful presence. She wears fitted leather armor beneath a weathered acolyte's sash, keeping her holy symbol close to her heart.

Observant, compassionate, and irreverently cheerful in dangerous situations. Nalia speaks softly when everyone else is shouting, asks direct questions that make liars uncomfortable, and treats strangers with more patience than she gives to officials. She believes faith is proven through action, not ceremony.

Nalia Omari was born beneath a brilliant white moon in a riverside city where people often mistook her albinism for an omen. Her mother brought her to the House of the Open Hand, a small temple devoted to mercy, truth, and the protection of travelers. There, Nalia learned scripture, healing rites, languages, and the quiet discipline of noticing what others overlooked. Her unusual appearance made her memorable, but the temple became the first place where she was valued for her judgment rather than feared for her skin. As she grew older, Nalia discovered that the temple's charitable mission was being exploited by a respected priest who diverted offerings and sold information about vulnerable pilgrims. When she tried to expose him, the priest arranged for her to be blamed for a theft. Nalia escaped with the temple's records, a stolen set of thieves' tools, and the conviction that goodness was not the same as obedience. Now she travels as an acolyte, investigator, and occasional burglar, recovering stolen donations, protecting the helpless, and bringing corrupt authorities into the light by whatever methods work best.