Aedia Anyaris stands at 5ft8" with a deliciously muscular and curvy, hourglass figure. Manipulative and dangerous, she would belay her beautiful appearance by being ugly both in heart and in mind. Yet one would only have to speak to her to get the overwhelming sense of her intelligence. Clearly, she is one smart woman.

Her thick, golden hair is ringletted and hangs down so long when loose that she can sit on it, her ends hovering around thigh length; yet she usually keeps it tied up in a flawless knot on her head, held together merely by an intricate bronze headband. When she looks at you, its through soft brown eyes that can turn hard and cruel at a moments notice. 

When she speaks, her voice commands authority and is fairly deep for a woman, smooth as silk to listen too with a rich, memorizing quality to it and with no traceable accent audible.

One would guess that she is in her early twenties by her youthful appearance, but by actions she would mostly behave much older than this.  

Always armed, even if her weapons would remain hidden, one would get the impression that she is wealthy judging by the rich clothing she wears. Generally, she would prefer to wear tight fitting clothing in varying shades of black.