Sinarya Starwhisper

Appearance
Aryael was anything but simple in appearance, clad in striking gowns and fabulous garments and jewels that she could get her hands on, and all this extravagent decore adorning an equally as striking an ethereal body. Arya stood at a proper height of five foot, four inches and weighed a lovely one hundred and fifteen pounds, a proportionate size for a lady as graceful and delicate as she. Upon approaching Aryael, you would take notice of her charming build and comely, ethereal features.

Her face is softly heart-shaped and her skin is a warm, quel'dorei peach - soft as silk and as fragrant as fresh daffodils. A fierce, constellation blue would be ever present in the elven womans almond-shaped eyes, filled with the signature fiery arcane hue that most of her kin had. Her eyes were lined with long, thick eyelashes to even further her luminous, sapphire gaze. Following her eyes, a delicate, upturned nose rests on her face and below them were a set of rosey, full lips that lit up her face in a wide and enchanting smile. Her smile she presented fitted her face nicely, accentuating her delicate jawline and high cheekbones, brushed only partially with light sun.

The feature that is normally noticed more quickly than others was of course, the succulent golden locks that framed her face. Blonde, glowing golden in the sunlight and silver in the moonlight. The lucious strands were slightly wavy and bouncy, very well taken care of. Her hair reached to her waist, curling softly at the ends. She takes the time out of everyday to manage and style it, so she is never seen without it kempt nicely, and even when it is windblown or messy, it still seemingly still appears elegant. The tresses always have a deep scent of her vanilla shampoo. Long elven ears poke from her hair, always pierced with some sort of charming blue gem.

A slender neck and small, dainty shoulders effortlessly eased into her body, normally draped and decorated in the aforementioned expensive raiments. Her body isn't what you would completely expect from a quel'dorei, as wealth, easy living and healing had softened it just a tad. Her breasts were larger than the average elves, flawless, perky, large - although her Priestly mannerisms were normally to blame for them being completely covered up, unless she was wearing a cleavage flattering blouse of some sort. Her stomach was soft, smooth and flat, soft curves leading to invitingly wide hips and a flatttering, perky bottom. Her thighs were the same, soft and smooth, legs long and attractive. Her hands and feet were small as well, and always manicured.

Aryael is soft-spoken and has a lovely Thalassian dialect when she speaks, an excellent, soprano singing voice. She is almost always clutching some sort of libram or prayer book, very dedicated to her line of work as a Priestess and excellent healer.