A Drow matriarch in her fourth century of life. Her dark red eyes are filled with a contrasting ice cold malice, and shine with self assurance. Her face is twisted into a mocking grin, making it seem almost like a sculpture dedicated to the image of arrogance. Her athletic form has been toned to perfection over the centuries, and she moves with grace and purpose. She has an air of class, and the scent of jasmine in spring blooms to her.