The woman before you is with out a doubt of elven heritage. Small agile and delicately built. She looked feral, somewhat unkempt and less civilized even than the normal fair in the rookery. Though under her masters instruction she is at the very least clean.

She boasts dainty angular features common to her kin. Warm green eyes watching those around her with cautious skepticism. Her pretty face framed by rich dark raven black hair, tied back in braids to keep it from her eyes.

Her features are decorated with silvery piercings. and her dark tanned flesh is decorated with ritualistic tattoos. Most of them usually covered by her grungy, ragged attire.

She rarely speaks the tongue of the humans, either preferring Caraduileen or perhaps she simply does not have a fair grasp of the common tongue.

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~Currently bears a healing vertical scar on each cheek. Her right shoulder bearing what looks to be a large bite mark, a smaller bite decorating the back of her left shoulder. Her back riddled with scars from what was obviously a thorough lashing.