A cursory examination of Everynn reveals several clues that hint at a heritage from beyond Bree-land. She is a few inches shorter than the average local woman, with midnight-dark locks and eyes the color of the sea. Her hair falls to her shoulders, and is often wildly untidy. Her beauty is subtle, fierce, and exotic. Her complexion has a slightly olive tint that a sharp eye might pick up on. Her build is sturdy and strong, and she is quite voluptuous; no frail wisp is this woman. In speaking to her, a discerning ear will pick up a strange bit of accent, though it may be hidden beneath the Bree-ish inflection that is a result of many months lived within the town limits.

When thieving, she dresses in plain clothes of dark hues, caring little for her appearance, and two daggers rest on either hip.  

When playing music, she dresses in long robes or skirts of fine, rich craftsmanship, always dark in color, with splashes of brighter hues here and there. Her hair will be combed down, sleek and shining, and her charm excessive. She may dance occasionally, when the mood strikes, or if her audience is comprised mostly of men. 

Though she carries weapons, she is not a violent young woman, simply one with the sense to keep herself protected. While not particularly strong physically, she is quite adept at squirming out of others' hands, wiggling her way out of bonds, and is an extremely speedy runner. 

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