Mirwen Elentaur

~ NAME ~ Mirwen Elentaur ~ GENDER ~ Female ~ RACE ~ Human (???) ~ HEIGHT ~ 5'6" ~ WEIGHT ~ 132 .lbs __________ ~ ALIGNMENT ~ Chaotic Neutral ~ OCCUPATION ~ Bard

~ HAIR COLOR ~ Silver ~ EYE COLOR ~ Gray ~ BUILD ~ Athletic ~ AGE ~ Appears early 20's ~ BIRTHDATE ~ May 11 __________ ~ LANGUAGE ~ Common, Irish Gaelic ~ EDUCATION ~ The Bardic College

Standing at 5'6", this human had the appearance of a willow tree; lithe and attractive with the swagger of a runway model to match. Silver hair was pulled back into a simple braid that fell past her shoulders, bangs sweeping over left eye and framing a gentle face. Stormy grey eyes, a gold band running the outer iris, held a playful glimmer.

Garb was well tailored, framing curves in a pleasing manner yet loose to aid movement. A black undertunic with a high collar trimmed in gold poked from beneath a simple tabard of coppery orange, the long sleeves pinned at wrists by golden bands. Waist was hugged by a wide kidney belt while a myriad of thinner belts were tied atop, clearly more a fashion choice than purposeful. Black trousers, the material softened by travel and sun, wrapped long legs comfortably. Leather riding boots came up to mid calf, a trio of straps with golden beads securing footwear in place.

Draped over shoulders was a rich cloak the color of fine wine and as soft as velvet to the touch. The hem was bedecked in embroidery of delicate knotwork in golden thread, while peppering the cloak itself in a slightly darker red were tiny musical notes that could only be spotted at the right angles. Thick was the fur that lined the hood, though often it was allowed to rest limp at shoulders. Twin clasps of gold emblazoned with triquetra ensured the cloak was held in place.

While a rapier dangled at hip, elegant hands were more oft occupied by instrument.

Song Bird. Playful, flirty, energetic, always ready with a laugh and even more ready to tell a tall tale. Girls just want to have fun, right? Mirwen is the kind of person who doesn't take much to heart, be it affection, insult or personal harm.