Kiley's Elvish features are not easily hidden, and she is as tall as many men. Her hair is currently red, and long, falling down over the hood of her black travelling cloak. Her black, lace-up boots shine and her solid heels click on stone as she walks toward you, a glimpse of shapely and muscular leg visible from the knee to lower thigh. A black leather vest covers her ample chest to her waist. A commoner's tunic hangs down almost to her knees, loose enough to afford movement but demure enough to remain lady-like. Her eyes have an Elven shape but human warmth, and her nose decidedly favors her Elven mother. Full lips and a broad mouth conceal perfect white teeth that flash in a smile even when the joke isn't funny. Her hands bear rings and painted nails, but her forearms show cords and muscles that belie her above-average strength. From the colorful bracelets on her wrists to the golden chain around her neck, Kiley is a woman who looks good- until she disappears from view, completely. Her cloak could easily hide herself and another, but it is the way Kiley moves that makes you think twice. Her motions are fluid, her gaze is penetrating, and she loves to touch people- a light tap on the shoulder, resting a hand on someone's forearm, unexpected hugs, etc. Intelligent and posessing the gift of gab, Kiley can befriend anyone withing a few minutes and can have an entire tavern singing together in an hour.