Medium bronze skin with slight gold flecks where you might expect freckling to be; webbed ears. Odd, languid-sounding accent.
Bio
Long a priest of the Great Order, Taarahat was a mask, a cipher, a shadow. And when she is spoken of as a shadow, she was just that: Someone who could be just by your side, and completely unnoticed. A growing shade of darkness dogging your footsteps.