Shhra'in Anakh'hhlaYou see Sorenne Naxela, a S'Kra Mur.
She has gold-flecked slitted amber eyes and an elegant snout, black scales, a kinked tail and a shapely figure.
She is a bit over average height for a S'Kra Mur.
A brilliant orb of rippling cerulean light hovers like a will-o-wisp, following her diligently.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a a worn leather-bound volume of "The Immortals" in her right hand.
She is wearing a silver and blue diamond por'nidrel, a silver kathla of ten exquisitely carved agate panels that depict events surrounding the life of Hav'roth, a misty white silk cape draped with a shimmering web of whisper-thin silver, a flowing robe of iridescent silver watersilk, some silvery sandals tied with thin spidersilk ribbons and a pale Starburst rose.
Sorenne was born into a life of wealth and stature on the 26th day of the 4th month of Shorka the Cobra in the year of the Amber Phoenix, 346 years after the victory of Lanival the Redeemer in the busy town of Crossing. Her mother, the only child of a wealthy trader, was a professor of linguistics at Asemath Academy, and expected her daughter to follow in her footsteps. She knows nothing of her father, who presumably died in an invasion just before she was born. Her mother would never speak of him.
From the moment she could speak, Sorenne was thrust into every aspect of academia, despite all her protests. She hated the life at the Academy.
With meager funds and an appalling lack of provisions, she soon found herself stranded on the pier at Riverhaven. An old, battle-weary Paladin took pity on the scared and hungry girl, offering her food and shelter in his home near Therenborough.
She returned home too late.
Seeking solace in her grief and guilt at the local chapel, she felt the hands of Hav'roth, Peri'el and Ushnish upon her; comforting and guiding her. It was then that she found her calling: to serve the Gods.
Her uncompromising attitude and prickly personality is a trait passed down from her mother, and honed by her years with her stern mentor. Among friends and loved ones, and in situations where she feels most comfortable in, she can be very affectionate and playful.
When her duties as a cleric call to her, she throws herself into her work unhesitatingly. People often fail to understand, however, that those duties do not necessarily involve the stereotypical perception of what is entailed in clerical duties.
To those who don't know her well, she is often believed to be heartless and cruel.