Growing up in the Chult, Wilhelmina was surrounded by many magnificent sites.  From bands of primitive demihumans battling for supremacy outside of Amn- and Baldur's Gate-controled colonies to the lumbering draconic beasts that play upon the imagination just out of eyesight, the daughter of adventure thought she'd seen it all in her homeland.  So she hitched a ride on board a ship to explore Faerûn!

...Things seldom go according to plan.

When storm rolled in and blew the ship off course!  Now, the young adventuress finds herself on Sinfar.

"But what does she look like?!" Well...
She's got an elven flair, but a human build; a graceful swagger with a confident stature.  Wilhelmina's got hips that don't quit and eyes that sparkle, like a sea who caught the sun's overhead light.  Her hair was a tuft of wheat caught in the wind.  Her legs, mmm....

She tries not to let people see her out of her armor, which carries all the trappings of northerner's fullplate (strong, solid steel), with a pattern of scales fluted into it to deflect thrusts.  The armor over her crotch, however, was completely smooth.  She wore a rapier on her hip, like some kind of stabby-bandit.