Perched and prim, the treasure hunter wears herself with a pride observed in wild cats. A grin that underpins every word, and amber eyes that wander and scout every valuable on a person as she weighs their worth in gold and favour. Dinah is a seeker of fame and fortune first, an antiquarian second. A resourceful tracker, finding information and location easier than most find their pockets.
Visual Description:
What must have been a dress once now takes the form of a long coat, split and sundered down the middle over an adventurer's kit. She makes no secret of holding herself like nobility, but just as likely could have purloined the raiment from them. She has a single gold canine tooth, on her right side, bejeweled with a ruby at the fang. Black hair is brushed but wild, clothing clean but ragged, and blade polished but used. There are telltale signs of journey, and someone living to tell the tales. Height and weight of little repute, the woman stands on bravado, somewhere in her early twenties. Death is given due deference but she walks like it would never run to catch her.
Notable Moments:
- Tracked a large deposit of moonstone that crashed to the Reach.
- Was lured into a vampire trap, put in a near-death state.
- Turned.
