She wears the trappings of a nun or perhaps a priestess of some kind. She has dark red hair and deep green eyes and has an air of familiarity about her, as though she was once a common sight on the streets of Sinfar.

She was once a follower of a powerful being. A devote follower that worshipped with every part of herself she could offer. But that was some time ago and a fragment of her youth... or at least she has told herself a thousand times over.

Since that period she has been many things, a warrior, a traveler, a wanderer, a poet, and even a harlot for a time or two. She has constantly been seeking something more, and wanting for a direction. It is perhaps an amusing reality that what she truly wanted was behind her all along.

She has recently returned to her faith, and is now a devote follower of Bliss, seeking out a new direction in life and hungering for new directions to fill her.