Adyiah's charm seemed to favor that of budding youth rather than a beautiful womanly icon.  Her skin has been sun soaked over the years, though the deep color of reddish-brown had seemingly started to fade. The curve and capability she wore was of a woman perhaps a little uncomfortable in her own skin, clearly unused to the extra height over her peers the human blood had given her clashing with the traditional swagger of her elven half; in short, Adyiah was an awkward youth that was only just now getting used to the strange body the world had provided her.

That was not to say that she was unable to take care of it well however.  Her hair was thick and long, almost white but for the golden hue that made it a bright and shining blonde. A small amount of makeup was habitually applied by the girl, a soft turquoise shadow above each eye with a thick black tail of liner to accentuate her bright green eyes. Her skin was as clear and soft as could be, from brow to hands to toes.

Her clothes were of fine make and were ever-changing - it seemed almost like she never felt particularly comfortable in any one garment. It did little to keep her from cannibalizing parts from previous outfits to include with the new however, even if it might have seemed a little passe. Her concerns often were elsewhere.