This, my friends, this is Kalah. Who is a Kalah, you might ask. What is she doing in Sinfar? Why is she in Sinfar? How do I get to know a Kalah? When will you stop this incessant questioning, you buffoon?

Alright, alright. In the spirit of Monty Python, GET ON WITH IT.

Height: 6'2. If you ask how the weather is up there, expect something odd to happen.

Weight: Whoa, there, careful friend. Someone could estimate her to be about 140 pounds soaking wet. (That's 10 stone for you laypeople who don't know any better.)

Eyes: A deep, dark red. They aren't so much piercing, so you can put down your shield and take off your armor. Hard to get lost in them, too, they have a road map to the rest of her face. Just ask. Tell them The Author sent you, they'll know.

Other fun things: Bespectacled. That's right, bespectacled. Not broken in half and taped back together, no, no, that's for nerds. Kalah has a pair of half-rim glasses that hold out on the bridge of her nose. There may or may not be a troll under this bridge. Toll TBD.

Dark skin. Seriously dark. Not nighttime dark, because that means colorless, but an inky black. And if you make some joke about her being able to steal things perfectly, expect her to go walking off with your dignity. In some form or another. But wait, this is Sinfar. What dignity is there to take? Ignore that part.

She's horny. Now, now, get your brain out of the gutter. Off of her boots. Higher, there ya go. Wait, no, no, keep going. Past the hips, past the tits. I said past the tits! Come on, so I need to shove you up higher? Finally, thought I was talking to a monkey or something. Oh, you're a descendant? Wonderful! Anyways. Not two, but four horns. She's really horny, all the time.

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Okay, so, this is the actual bio, if you made it through the rest.

Kalah is some sort of a cambion. Probably shouldn't think about it too hard, because there's not much sense in it.

You can tell because she has some of the traits that they tend to have. Blood red eyes, horns. Not two horns, but four ebony points swept back out of her hair. They seem to be rather sharp and hard. Though unlike the incubus blood that spawned her, she doesn't have much muscle at all.

In fact, Kalah might look rather weak to some. Not emaciated or sickly, merely lacking much muscle. She's tall, a little over six feet tall, and quite a bit of that is seen in her legs. Her dark skin is rather smooth all over, blemished by scars of her own making.

That is to say, she has tattoos over her chest, arms, thighs, and legs. Many are in seemingly random symbols of the arcane, some in simple patterns. Across either thigh is a complicated pattern. A large rose, that only becomes apparent when her thighs are pressed against one another. When they meet there seem to be a lock in the middle, where the flower's pistils/stamen should be.

The other more noticeable marking is along both of her breasts. In mirror image on either of those mounds are the branches of a flowering tree. The trunk of it disappears down between her breasts. It is colored in deep blues and silvers, looking nearly magical in nature. There are several words hidden among the branches, but one would have to nearly bury their face in her cleavage to read them. There is a small space around either of her pierced nipples - though the pattern incorporates the silver barbells through either of the nubs. The rounded ends of each almost look like fruit hanging from the branches.

Beyond her own markings of heritage and artwork, the woman has only two other characteristics worth sharing. She always wears a pair of glasses, half-rimmed, usually low on her nose. It's hard to tell if these are actually necessary, or simply an accessory that she has grown fond of. The second is her clothing. Typically some part of her is completely covered, oft, while another is neglected entirely. The reasons aren't particularly clear.