Dark brown hair falls in gentle waves down to her lower back, brushed back, away from her face to show her lightly colored skin of her face, almost a pale color which was fashionable in this age. Her lips were a light pink color, almost a tint of mauve to them ... What seemed to stand out about her was her eyes, one a deep enchanting jade color while the other is a piercing violet hue. Encircling her neck is a necklace of what seems a woven metal, a stone of a cerulean color embedded into it. Her figure was shapely, she looking to be in her early twenties, though it was unsure. She stands near the height of five-four, the hint of a smile tracing her lips... Clinging to her rather shapely form is a dress of a deep scarlet color, it hanging low to show a fair amount of skin. A single strap crawls up around her neck, giving it a halter impression, leaves most of her back bare. The silk dress ends at mid-thigh length, it being rather plain to most, though oddly enough seems more upon her, the only real thing standing out being the bare flesh that showed. Sinuous black leather boots move up to her knees.
Allysa has lived all her life under the wing of her parents, brought up with a noble's education and manners. She was supposed to be the heir to her family fortune in Aviaar -- a northern city, seculded, almost none knowing of it, even though the family gained it's riches through the breeding of elite horses -- though it was not to be as she wished to travel the world, not wanting to stay in the place she had grown up. Her parents were miffed at this, though they accepted her decision and let her do as she wished. Since then, she has traveled south, and into the lands of the Raven ...