Ashara walks like a woman who owns the world, though she hides her arrogance well behind a charismatic façade, her silver tongue suggesting that she has some kind of underworld past.

The ebony beauty hailing from far off lands is not at all surprising with her noticeable Calimishan accent. Her demeanor tends to be lax and sometimes cynically cheerful. So what if she comes from the worst and filthiest of Faerûn?. She's a nice girl, and has always been; except maybe for the nice part, that part is a lie but we'll get to that.

Around her neck hangs a symbol of Helm, marked as the kind given to a higher order of priests. Much battered and scratched, nicked and cut, looking for all purposes like it might be stolen by hanging on this sort of woman.




Lights: Keep OOC drama and bathroom things away from me, anything else is fair game as long as it's within the server rules.