At first sight:  a pale skinned drider, with green eyes and brown hair, though bits of silver streak thru it.  Her age is indeterminate, as most elves, but the sadness in her eyes runs deep, however a flicker of light still burns within.  

Jez, as her few friends call her, is well over 300 years old.  In her youth she was flirted with by a powerful merchant woman from a drow caravan that traded in the nearby city.  After many encounters Jez succumbed to her charms and spent a night with her.  The drop was going to use Jez to get closer to the wood elves to spy, however her Goddess was not amused.  In her wrath she cursed Jez to be a drider.  Not being a drow meant the drow denied her, and her own wood elf people exiled her for life.  

For 200 years she existed alone first in caves then in a great tree, only a couple brave souls willing to visit her after discovering her.  The best friend she had was Dyna of the Ma tribe, who after running from an arranged marriage sent word to Jez from a far off land for her to join her.  

So Jet has come to Sinfar.  Unfamiliar in the ways of ?people? interactions due to her isolation.  

She has found something she thought long lost..... HOPE.

Jez is attracted to women but aware she is a monster and no one will want her.  This saddens her.  She misses her legs terribly and finds others legs very beautiful, often being caught staring, longingly.  She is an excellent cook and is planning to help Dyna with her new donut shop once it opens.

She can often be found near the Raven as she has found acceptance there.

Now Jez has started a new chapter in her life.  Introduced to the beautiful Yersale Angelf, she quickly found a love long thought unobtainable.  Together the two have built a home in the Western Wood and begun a path to starting a family.  

For the first time in her life Jez has found true happiness.