Eowiel
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This Elf stands a good head shorter than most of her kind with long vibrant, but not garish, green hair which frequently seems to get into her eyes. As a result of this she is constantly brushing it out of her face and occasionally wears it braided back when she is at some manner of formal event.
Her features seem to be those usually atributed to an elf, though on closer inspection she posesses an additional beauty of a simple kind; bright and caring green eyes, a soft featured face and a frail, delicate body with all the usual grace of her race.
She always wears a pair of deep green gloves on her hands and is absolutely never seen with them taken off except in very rare circumstances. She also wears a tri-star necklace of Lliira around her neck and plays about with it absentmindedly from time to time. She wears two rings on her gloved fingers, one is silver and on her command emits a bright white light. Those of arcane inclinations can easily tell it has a more powerful enchantment on it besides this. The other is a green, runed ring she tends to look at alot with a certain fondness and more recently, regret. It posesses a weaker enchantment.
She changes her clothes very often, though it is easy to recognise her armour. In Peltarch she can often be seen wearing a simple, yet lavishly tailored teal coloured robe, or on occasion, a much more formal black dress. She usually keeps her weapons away when around the city.
When she is travelling in the Nars she wears a suit of silvery reflective chainmail with green highlights. She has, on occasion been seen walking through fires with this armour on in order to quench them. She walks with a curved shield of elven make which is almost too big for her to carry, though she does not seem to have much trouble with using it. She has one blade sheathed on her hip, a longsowrd that crackles with powerful electrical magicks, known as the Nightmare's Edge. She always has a bow at the ready, recently she seems to have a powerful looking one at her disposal though she frequently seems to run out of arrows due to constantly forgetting to restock on them.
She has a light cheerful voice and a generally light cheerful demeanour to her as well, though of late she has grown more morose and has taken to long periods of silence where before she would easily have talked merrily on. She is easily engaged in conversation but blatantly shies away from topics she is not comfortable with. When amused she usually giggles, a bright delighted sound, but this has recently become a far more seldom occurance.
More often in recent times there is a certain weariness to her step, and a sadness in her eyes as she looks around, perhaps a little dreamily.
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