A wise witch knows the shadows come from light.

Sabine was the sort of individual that many residing within the city of Seaforth feared.  She was a master of her craft and spent the bulk of her time hidden away within The Spire, perfecting her work and keeping herself shielded from prying eyes.

Unblemished, dusky skin and brown hair gave little hint of her true lineage.  She spoke without any accent and rarely talked about her past life.  

A modest sized chest and wide hips gave her a feminine look, and judging by the garb she often selected she wasn't one to shy away from displaying her body.  Her eyes were green and her lips were often stained in a deep shade of crimson.

Upon her person was an assortment of black runes - temporarily tattooed onto her flesh, no doubt, as the assortment of designs seemed to vary from day to day.