'Curiosity often leads to trouble.' - Alice in Wonderland.

[Name]: Cassandra R. Shadow (Cass, Cassy.)
[Age]: She looks to be in her mid-twenties.
[Height]: 5'6"
[Weight]: She'd look to be in the region of 135 pounds.
[Hair]: A fiery auburn, red.
[Eyes]: Stormy grey irises, slightly almond in shape.
[Apparent Race]: Half-Elf.


[Appearence]: Cass is a woman in her prime, so to speak. Her life has been a mix-match of triumph and tragedy, leading up to the point where the rest of her family left the sphere's, returning to their home plane. Suffice to say, events moulded her into a compassionate, good-spirited individual, though she can be prone to cynical words and sarcasm. She stands taller perhaps, than her 5'6" frame should ever allow, an aura of calm and elequent grace about her being. Her hair sits hewn at her shoulders, tumbling down her back a small way, before curling up at the tips in bouncy ringlets. Her facial features are softer and more rounded, than a human's but still hold the youthful complexion you can only assume steps from an elf. Those large, almond shaped eyes can have the tendancy to stare uneeringly at you in speech, giving Cass perhaps an intimidating edge to the more meek of society.
Her neck tapers down to her shoulders, often hanging from it is a pendant at the pinacle of a long, silver chain. Set within' the metal is an orb, likely a gemstone but caught within' the glittering item seems to be a red tear drop, which at times you'd swear was shimmering in duller lighting.
Cass has broader shoulders than the average woman, well developed by training with the longsword hanging at her left hip. Within' an ornate scabbard the weapon is a functional, well-made mythral longsword, it's enchantment you cannot quite be sure of, but the sharpened edge seems ever keen. She will often wear simple hunting leathers, containing curvacious boddace behind straps, buckles and tanned hide. Her cloak seems never far from her shoulders, a soft green fabric of a weave to tight and delicate even the untrained eye might tell it's forged by elves. Her busom is somewhat heavy, and hips broad contrasted by a waspish waist that gave her a temptingly hourglass build, though it was seldom flaunted, as the woman seemed to wear more practical, modest garments from day, to day.

[Persona]: She is a well rounded, pleasant being in most circumstances, occasionally hot-headed - a trait she seemingly has worked hard to combat. Cass is a kind, soul and always prepared to heal those suffering, no matter whom they are. She'd rather capture, and bring a foe to justice, than kill him out right. And, furthermore, looks upon the mistreatment of the young with a wrathful fury.

[Quirks]: There are times, perhaps that you'd swear her complexion was a little too smooth, her eyes in a moment of passion flickering a molten gold. That cloak ever swathing her form can sometimes billow strangely when the wind is at her back.

[Languages]: Chondathan, Common, Draconic, Celestial.