Tall lithe elf whose presence reads like a practiced promise. She moves with curving, economical steps that suggest both dancer and predator. Her long curvy red hair falls in a deliberate sweep to mid back and is often braided at the crown with thin black cords so it does not catch on doors or daggers. Violet eyes gleam with amusement and calculation. Her skin is the warm pale of late autumn light and contrasts with clothing that seems to drink color. Unexpected element: her voice occasionally slips into a soft, almost childlike hum when she is nervous or thinking, which clashes with her otherwise deliberate sensuality.