Rarely seen except in the presence of her superior, this Deep Elf moves with the same eerie grace; if modified by a degree less frenetic curiousity.

The thin fabrics which shroud her in a half-hearted modesty are often clinging to her, soaked through; yet they are not silk, or any other easily discernible textile with the exception of leather components - which might be finely worked shark hide, at a guess.

The starkly white hair might draw some to mistake a drow ancestry, especially with the perpetually covered eyes; but the pale blue flesh and tall frame suggest another elven lineage entirely.