Seilara stood out from the typical member of her race for a few reasons.  The most immediately evident of them was almost certainly her hair: gone were the long, white, delicate locks that marked a normal Drow.  Close cropped, immaculately clean, and dark, it did not look dyed.

She's recently been enrolled at a local university, and can typically be seen sporting its rather preppy and skimpy uniform.  It looks to be a bit more revealing than she is used to.




"Lights?"  Seilara inquired, bemusedly.  "I have just one -- I'm a jurisprudence fetishsist.  I get off on technicalities."