Age: "Ya reallah want to know?" She waited for a moment. "Fine, meh beh in meh two hundreds.. Satisfied?"
Sex: "Yeh have eyes doncha?" Gloved fingers pointed towards her chest. "What do these tell yeh?"
Height: Humanoid form: {Haven't decided..sorry}
Race: Elf. {Half Wood Elf, Half Moon Elf}
Hair: Neme has long, straight, thick purplish white hair. To keep her lengthy bangs out of her hair and to help her traipse through the forest untected, she wounds the lengthy strands of hair in a straight tree limb [light weight of course. Her main hair adornment.] One lock of hair is braided to frame the left side of her head while the other side is framed by a lock of hair woven with thick hide strands dyed many colors.
Eyes: An unusual shade on anyone, they are a cross between slate gray to ebony black. Depends on her mood. Angry they are pitch, stormy black. Pensive or natural mood they are a slate gray with faint hints of green highlights to break the darkness of them.
Build: Since she's full elven though of two different races. Her body is extra petite. Willowy thin. A limber strong body [though by the look of her without her gear, one would think she was a delicate flower.]
Body Characteristics:
Personality: Strict, but curious about those around her. Neme is dedicated to the job that she had landed. Loving and sweet-tempered when away from her job, enjoying her time with her big wolf [unnaturally tall for a wolf. The 'wise beings' had told Neme that Pryderi was sent to be her guardian.] When working, she is always on the go. Tough as the oak tree. Responsible.
Powers the Character has/and, or Special Attacks: Fey magic. A few little tricks of illusions to help her and Pryderi escape and be unnoticed by Dracons, humans, fellow elves, etc to carry out her mission.
Weapons: An unadorned sword with its blade fattest near the end. Attached on her back, if her sword is not an option, she had a bone club. This is used only as an alternative. Daggers hidden in certain parts of her body along with throwing knives beneath her leather wrist guards. Her shield could be counted as a weapon only because of the antler horn woven atop. This is dangerous if she jabs at a person in combat.
Status/Job [in their clan if dragon]: Messenger to the highest bidder. She carries missives for those who can afford her prices. Since there are Evil Dracons that would love to create mayhem against another be they Gem, Metallic, or Chromatic, Neme has to be clever on her feet to deliver her letters, plans, gifts, what be they to their destinition. She is like the mail man/woman. Like in our old west, Dracons, evil elves, etc try to divert and steal the deliveries that the messengers [may have to think of a name for this] carry. They are often times important to the receiver, so to make certain the missive didn't make it there, the other person is at a loss.
Marital Status: "Bah," she waved her hand to dismiss the question. "Nae time fer romance when I beh workin'." Her fingers dig into the huge wolf at her side with a carefree smirk. "But until I ken beh findin' some one that Pryderi can stand, and vice versa," she had to add. "Then I may beh changin' meh mind.. Hopefully he nae mind his woman bein' gone for considerable times."
Appearance: Neme is interesting to look upon. When first noticing, one is drawn to the purplish-white dots tattooed upon Ivory flesh in a crowning affect. On her one arm, curcling about is a tribal tattoo of the organization she's apart of. This is the mark of the Messenger Organization that are dedicated on being the ones to deliver letters, gifts, etc. When stopped, all she has to do is show off the tattoo, and they other party will let her pass. [When its time to retire from the Organization, the tattoo is magically uplifted by a mage, wizard, etc.] Golden hoops circle her ears, some so close to her pointed ear. Circling her neck are wolf teeth dipped in gold choker neckless with golden beads atop. {The teeth were found from deceased wolves, never are the hunted for decoration. Well to some, others just take what is offered.]
Another thing about the Messenger Organization is they give their people a golden bracelet because there are those that can forge the mark of their Organization. On the bracelet is the member's name and their stamp of a scroll with wings. This marks the bearer a member and hopitality to where ever she has.
Dark brown leather of the softest kind conform and mold to her lower legs. A matching top that hugs her bosom. Short sleeved. Over top her breeches are a lighter tan leather chaps stictched up the front with sinew. A leather shawl [same material as her chaps] that covers the clear cleavage her top provides. She can unfold the shawl to allow it to become a cloak of sorts to hide her arms. Two golden wolf teeth sewn upon the shawl to show her proficiency in delivering her goals. Criss crossing belts that holds the sheath to her sword and the leather pouches of supplies and whatever she's delivering without having her hands occupied. Leather wrist guards, stitched with sinew adorn her wrists and upper arms.
Low heeled-knee-high leather boots of the same material as her chaps. She is always carrying her shield made of bone, tough leather, dracon's scales [from their dragon form] and eagle feathers. The dracon scales are melted into the bone to make a tough, impregnable substance, covering the holes the bones provide. Then stretched atop of the new service [after metaling the scales to bone] are the tough leather. The antler horns and feathers are for adornment.
Neme had a penchant to wearing green eyeshadow when doing her duty with a golden lipstick that has tints of green upon it. This is to help her blend into the forests.
Other Information: Pryderi is Neme's familiar. When she was a little girl, traipsing in the forest, she had found the wolf cub pup and took it home. After talking her parents into keeping the male wolf, it was found out the cub was from a special breed of wolf that grew larger than normal. This breed was quickly dying out due to dracons and elves alike wanting their pelt. White and gray, Pryderi protects Neme and is strong enough to carry her light weight for long distances without hurting his back/. They alternate when working together. Pryderi has saved Neme's life countless of times and vice versa.