At a glance, a regular elf. A fiery, thick red mane framing sharp features. Perhaps slightly feral, in appearance. Often giving back quite the resting bitch-face to the onlooker.

Her clothing often doesn't seem to follow the skimpy nature of most sinfarian outfits, but rather they verged on the pragmatic end of things, suggesting that the elf wasn't one used to settle for comfortable town-life.

Across the bare bits of her body, in fact, numerous scars are present. The most prominent one being three marks of some beast's claw across her left hip.

Rather than ordinary jewelry, she can be
occasionally seen adorned with feathers and small bones.


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To someone completely oblivious, she could easily blend in one of the countless normal elves inhabiting Sinifer.

However, to anyone capable of detecting it, Velaris would come off as some form of lycanthropic shapeshifter.

A keen sense of smell would reveal she had some kind of more feral, 'beastly' nature than a normal elf.

To someone with enough knowledge of elves, they could probably pinpoint this one as a Lythari (Ly-Tel-Quessir)