Serelis moves with a light, purposeful grace, as though her very steps carry a prayer. Her long ginger hair flows down her back, with soft bangs framing an angelic face marked by a constant gentle smile that belies the sharp intelligence in her emerald eyes. Her skin is pale but warm, porcelain smooth except for faint freckles dusting her cheeks like scattered gold dust. She wears pristine white clerical robes woven of fine linen, embroidered subtly with golden rays that shimmer faintly in sunlight. Paradoxically, she always wears a pair of well-worn, mud-caked traveling boots beneath her immaculate robes, hinting at a readiness to venture far beyond temple walls. A delicate silver chain with a small sunstone pendant rests on her neck—worn but treasured.