Hair: Her hair is a fiery, sunset red that also has undercurrents of auburn. It is usually caught up in a band, creating a messy ponytail
Eyes: Her eyes are large and slightly slanted with a cobalt blue iris.
Nose: Small, thin and straight in the bridge
Mouth: A small mouth with lips a slightly darker shade than her tanned skin
Ears: Regular, but far smaller than that of a modern elf
Overall face: High cheekbones with no hard, defining lines in her facial construction
Skin shade: A light tan with a few of bronze tints
Distinctions: No gills, fins, or even webbing between the fingers and toes
Build: Limber, svelte and athletic
Voice: A tenored contralto, although she rarely speaks
Color scheme: Tawny-colored wraps or some other variation of brown
Clothes: She does not care about her appearance in the least, so she is usually found wearing tattered attire made of dried sea moss that has turned a dark brown after being dried in the sun. Her clothes might be described as a ragged wrapskirt with straps that compose a halter top, although these may or may not be found on certain occasions.
Jewelry: Just a brittle armband made of dried sea moss and a sort of band of the same material that holds up her wild hair.
Weapons/tools: A stone spear and dagger
History: Altrau was born to Miomah, a daughter of a firstcomer that had originally fled and helped create that first village upon the land. Miomah did not approve of shaping elves to fit the sea and its creatures, rather she wished to form it to their needs, even though the former was a much easier route. When the coral palace was formed, she followed her tribe, albeit reluctantly. Day after day she made her stand on the matter known, even going so far as to violently make her intentions clear. Some time later she gave birth to a daughter in that very palace that she had condemned from the start. She never spoke of who Altrau's father was, although it was very likely it was another firstcomer or close descendent, as the girl was born without any type of webbing on her fingers and toes. Miomah raised her daughter to know that the more modern elves were wrong to live as they did, and it was with these teachings that Altrau floundered. During this time Miomah Recognized again, only to a mer-elf named Deepdive. She was horrified, of course, and later gave birth to a son whom she named Fewspirit for her lack of faith in what he was. The boy was raised by Deepdive, as his mother wished nothing to do with him. All of her attention was focused on what she believed to be her only pure, true, unscathed child. Altrau was still quite young when her mother died, because apparently she had tried to reach land again when a pack of orcas mistook her for a seal when her body cast a long form against the light on the surface of the water. She attempted to find a relationship with her half-brother after this loss, but he turned from her as his mother had. A battle with a large shark eventually claimed his life, but Altrau did not mourn his passing by then. Lost in her mother's convictions, she prefers to be alone to this day, mulling over what was and what could be.
Magic: Just Sending, although it may be rumored she can create smoke and sparks...not that an ability such as this would be blatantly evident beneath the sea.
Personality: To the very few that she had become close to during her long life, she is completely loyal. As these said few have died and passed on, she shut herself in ever the more. Her anger and spite are her barriers, and it is these that she constantly uses in the presence of others. She is impatient, arrogant and resentful, but is also meditative when left alone. The few good qualities are usually buried deep, but old friends used to know that she can be caring and selfless when she chooses to... not that anyone would believe this simply based on how she acts on a daily basis.
Skills: Good with a spear and a fair swimmer despite her lack of a tail and gills
Likes: An independant lifestyle free of laws and regulations on her behavior, whatever that may be at the moment. She is often frivolous in what qualities attract her to others, although those same qualities can easily irk her later.
Dislikes: Being ordered about, agitatingly perky personalities, told how she should behave, and every now and again she shuns modern elves for their unnatural appearance, even though she grew up with this as the norm.
Sees self as: Sometimes she can feel exalted above modern elves that may not appear elfin at all due to their shapechanged qualities, and at other times she simply ignores it. If anything, she sees herself as a firstborn, like her mother.
Outlook on life: Remember grudges and do not interfere with the natural order of things. The sea gives you life and health, but it may just as easily rip it away.
Important to remember: She's a loner with an edgy temper. If you are around 3-4 feet in height with gills, a tail and other 'fishy' attributes, she may just turn her anger on you for the most trivial reasons.