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Despite her small height, Ilsa is not elven but instead merely a very petite human woman. Everything about her speaks of a curious frailty.

Despite this there is a warm glow to the woman, not an actual manifestation of light but more a feeling. Purity, sweetness and above all else, Kindness. Always willing and ready to aid those in need.

Often hanging about her throat is a small pendant, two hands of silver bound together with a cord enamled in crimson. It was a gift and is her symbol of faith, marking her as Ilmatari. Though it is clear she is new to her faith.

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"Persevere in the face of pain. Heal the sick, the wounded, and the diseased. Comfort the dying, the griefstricken, and the heartsick. Take on the burdens and the pain of others. Champion the causes of the oppressed and unjustly treated, and give shelter and kind counsel to the lonely, the lost, and the ruined. Pursue the service of Ilmater, and he will provide—leave gross riches and the acquisition of all but medicines to others. Take up the tasks no others dare."

These are the words passed to every Ilmatari upon joining the faith and this is what she clings to, doing all in her power to relieve the suffering of those around her.