Race: Moon Elf
Height: 4'11
Hair: <Brunette, long & wavy.
Eyes:Green, vaguely luminescent
Build: Slim, scrawny, feeble.


She looks weak and frail, almost sickly and perpetually tired, as if she doesn't get enough sleep. Which is interesting seeing as how Elves don't 'sleep' the way humans do, but that's not the point. What is the point, is that she looks like a stiff wind could knock her over, and that's not far from the truth.

Alaria seems to understand this, as anyone who can Detect Magic would know that she augments herself with various protective magics to ward against anything that would cause her harm. She's even gone so far as to enchant the vast majority of her clothing for further protection.

When she speaks, she sounds very stilted, professional, almost mechanical, to the point of nearly over-enunciating every word she says.

She is often seen with a book in hand, the front of which is branded with the the crest of her family, a 'blue rose set over a red diamond' something that she's had tattooed onto her right arm.  More often than not, she's writing something down in it as she observes the world around her.

The only religious iconography the woman seems to be a symbol of the Seldarine, namely, that of Labelas Enoreth, god of Time, History and Knowledge.

She conceals her weak frame with baggy robes and coats tailored to try and make her seem bigger and more imposing than she actually is. Under these clothes, her body is rather unimpressive, scrawny and thin with not much in the way of a bust. Her lower half fairs a bit better, though being bottom heavy as she is might just be the result of a life free from most physical exercises.