Aliases: Nat, Nathy, Natty, stoopid sister.
Gender: Female
Race: Drow
Age: Clearly young but obviously no child either
Profession: A litte of this and that, doing what she can to capitalise on ideas and whichever resources happen to fall into her lap.
Languages: Drow, undercommon, drow sign language, elven, draconic and common.
Accent: A very pronounced slant to drow, at times difficult to understand and she simplifies her speech out of laziness. While capable of speaking clean common, she prefers not to. As long as the point is made, she's happy.
Physical Information
Height: Short compared to humans and even the average drow.
Weight: Not anyone's business.
Body build: Curvy for her height with a plump bottom.
Skin type: Nearly flawless. Nathrae is of exceptional beauty.
Hair style: Kept at about shoulder length and well taken care of.
Scars: The underside of her forearms have been branded sloppily by hot iron, leaving painful looking scars that curl around to the upper arms after the elbow. These are usually left uncovered and do not seem to bother her.
Tattoos: None that show.
Colouring:
- [b]Hair:[/b] Snow white [b]Eyes:[/b] A gorgeous ruby red. [b]Skin:[/b] Fine, glossy ebony. [/li]
Alignment: Nathrae is of generally good intent but fumbles often enough due to a number of mortal failings.
Philosophy: Nathrae doesn't ponder the deeper aspects of existence but is quite prone to embrace pleasures and pursue them if deprived of it. At her core, she wants a good time...
Deity/Beliefs: She dislikes killing things outright since whenever something dies because of a drow's actions, there's a horde of dimwits to twist it into something negative and terrible. Not so much a moral objection as one of inconvenience.
Personality:
- (examples) [u]Amiable[/u] [i]Sees little reason to give people reasons to hate her and enjoys making new aquaintances.[/i] [u]Lonely[/u] [i]Misfortunes and loss has made her uncomfortable with solitude. She wants companionship and is eager to seek it out.[/i] [u]Possessive[/u] [i]If she gets her hands on something truly wanted, she's quite stubborn about letting it go. This goes for valuables and people.[/i] [u]Embittered[/u] [i]A consistent chain of horribly failed relationships has harmed her optimistic view of romance.[/i] [u]Immature[/u] [i]Removed from her underdark life in her formative years, she's never truly grown up. Some of her attitudes toward life are more befitting an adolescent than a grown drow.[/i] [u]Egotistical[/u] [i]Despite claims to the contrary, she loves flattery and like most young drow, she's been conditioned to have a big head.[/i] [u]Vengeful[/u] [i]When wronged, her grudges are terrible with a temper to match.[/i] [u]Devious[/u] [i]Partly due to her upbringing, her mind naturally gravitates toward shameless deception and manipulation.[/i] [u]Hedonistic[/u] [i]Like most drow, Nathrae is eager to pursue pleasure. Sometimes to the detriment of more constructive activities...[/i] [/li]
Gear: More than a few snug, revealing dresses to draw attention.
Jewelry: More often than not, she wears enchanted rings and necklaces and is quite fond of silver.
Habits/hobbies: Aside from her peculiar speech patterns, Nathrae enjoys reading romance/erotic novels and dancing. She's also quite good at drawing portraits. She tends to snigger and is quick to smile.
General Health: In good health, though hardly one for warrior levels of fitness. She is easily winded and has a relatively low pain threshold.
Favorite Drink: Spiderblood; a curious mix of wine and a number of toxins that give a nice, pleasant buzz.
Weaknesses: Tall, good looking men send her blood racing. Of course, being so small, most men are tall to her. Also, aside from what's already mentioned, she certainly seems marked by some insidious power, cursing her with bad luck...