The shy elven before you is quite voluptuous and ambrosial. Wide doe eyes belay her emotions like an open book, and a slight concave nose dots her face. Aside from more obvious traits, she is rather curvaceous for an elf. Still in the slender standards of her kin, by all means, but she possesses a buxom hour glass figure and the endowments associated with such.

She seems quick to become intimidated, even given to fits of abject terror. Though when not feeling threatened can be quite saccharine, tempering these traits with a respectful tone. Her voice rings out melodically when she speaks, captivating and benevolent, but always tainted with the timid nature those who have come to know her expect. The only time she is truly confident is when sining, of which it could be said she is akin to a siren and her talent is of the highest calibur. It should be noted, however, she can present impeccable courage in the right situation.  

Those whom see her with less clothing are likely to observe several things, amoung these are scars littered around her body. Particularly inflictions from what was obviously a whip adorning her from the upper back all the way down to her thighs. This is no doubt explanatory of some of her behavior.

Those who approach Tarja should be prepared for the possibility she may outright flee.

Red Lights: I have the super power to turn them green just by staring at them. If in doubt, send a tell and ask. The worse thing I can do is say no. Though to be up front, while I will allow many horrible and humiliating things to befall this character both erotic and otherwise, you should know that any quick onset of an intimate encounter will likely entail rape and I've been told I play her like an actual rape victim. You've been warned.