Name: Moirin (Mur+in) Naegh (Nae)
Race: Ancient fey, normally under the guise of a half-elf
Age: Unspecified
Nationality: Unspecified
Gender: Female
Weight: Unspecified
Build: Slender
Height: 6'3''/190 CM.
Hair: White
Eyes: Silvery grey when masquerading as a half-elf, unsetteling pools of pitch black when in her true form
Occupation: Wandering druid
Known Languages: She is a polyglot which means she understands most languages after a short conversation, though there are some exceptions to this depending on how uncommon the language is. This is a racial ability.
Other notable traits: A multitude of tattoos resembling leaves and vines across her forehead and down her temples, that almost looks as though they have a life of their own.


Half-Elf form:

At first glance Moirin looks like your average young half-elven woman.
However the more one were to look, the harder it would be to pinpoint an exact age to her. One moment, her silvery grey eyes sparkles with the mischief of youth, but before the moment has passed it has been replaced with a sense of wisdom only found in an arch druid or a village elder.
She is of a rather slender build, with a few feminine curves here and there and a bust that at most could be measured as a c-cup.

She is far from plain, and were one to look, they would see an exotic beauty that forces one's eyes to linger as if drawn back to her by supernatural means.

She dresses more for comfort than for fashion, and the clothes she wears is normally meant more for travel than for anything else.

True form:

In truth, Moirin's half-elven shape was quite similar to her true shape, were one to ignore the obvious changes.
Her skin is pale, as though it had never seen a single ray of sunshine for as long as she had lived, but her height and build was mostly the same.
While her skin-colour was nothing too out of the ordinary in itself, the same could not be said about her eyes; They are entirely black. Even the whites of her eyes were completely gone, making her eyes resemble that of two deep black pools of nothingness.
This, coupled with her pale complexion and the dead, white colour of her hair sometimes had her mistaken for a ghost by the gullible, and always gave her a somewhat unsettling, alien quality.

However, once in her true form, one thing that was very distinct was how she acted. Her mannerism could be said to be completely changed from how she would "normally" act, and she seemed quite concerned with what she considered to be proper behaviour and decorum. Was she not to be given the respect she felt she was owed, her mood would also sour relatively quickly.
She would also have a tendency of studying the world around her with an aloof gaze, often displaying visual disinterest with the ongoing events around her, as though she was constantly trying to battle an on-setting feeling of ennui. Sometimes, she even looked outright bored.
Despite this, she would always give those in her company the attention she felt they deserved.

Another glaring change would be the fact that once she spoke, it was not with her rather distinguished and recognisable accent, but instead rather "proper" speech. Her voice was soft, as though she fully expected those around her to make an active effort to listen to her words, and every single word was properly pronounced and enunciated. One thing that never changed in this form, was her very formal tone of voice, something that could resemble the way nobility often spoke. But even in the company of nobility, she spoke with an authority that seldom went unnoticed.