Nelaquai  
She stood at just over six feet in height, her frame muscular, but lithe, with a lazy sort of grace and an undeniable ease of movement.  It was easy to sum her up: comfortable; calm.  Generally quite friendly, if a bit quiet; it was hard to ailght her anger, as she let most things flow over her.

She had not always been so peaceful in herself, however...  once, she had been an orphaned child with a bad attitude, who grew to be a wild young warrior, quick to anger, quicker to fight.  In time however she had found who and what she was, and in embracing her true nature, she underwent a nearly complete change, and set aside such violent ways; though the thin sabre at her side attests that while she may have set aside those ways, she has retained the knowledge she gained in that time.
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