There is definately a family resemblance to her.  House Noctumez leaving an indellable mark on the pristine features - drow features masked in delicate white, touched with the moon-elven coloring tinged with hints of her mother's fey-touched blood.

She is elegant, refined, with silver eyes that shine with bright intelligence, and silver hair that runs almost white.

Her body is slender, pale, lacking any actual physical definition, the body of one who spends time studying. Frail.

From Evermeet, her speech and demeanor is that of the Ar'Tel'Quessir.  Aloof but friendly, never revealing too much of herself to those who would inquire, and always a story is ready to explain her past. Though if the stories ring true or not is anyone's guess.  

A strange mix of wizard and bard, lover of tales, of music, of poetry, but inquisitive as well.  She delves into the mysteries of magic as one drinking from a fountain but with thirst never slaked, her curiosity ever-piqued.

She is balance - good, evil, chaos, order, all of it finding a need to express itself in her at various times, though she leans more towards chaos.

Her past is dark, for such a creature can find only treachery in those around her who wish to possess, own, and manipulate.  But through it, she carries herself with graceful nobility, never delving into self-pity.  Ever creating a world in her mind that is much more pleasant than her realities.

Lights: I am not a toilet.  Beyond that, I'll follow where the rp leads.