Allison
Allison is a short, pert, perky, black-haired, human, kinda cute young (human) woman. She's obviously chatty, seems rather cheerful, and is usually smiling. Often (or at least some of the time) she displays a sharp wit (that in some cases may bite too deeply). Despite the youthful exuberance, when necessary she can shift and be less flighty and frivolous.
She wears studded leather armor; like her hair, it is black. She wears leather gloves cut so the fingers are exposed -- the gloves are black. Her boots; black. It seems she likes the color black. If it weren't for her personality, one might think she is a brooding, moody teenager . . . or in mourning . . . but again, these assumptions are readily contradicted by surface signs of her disposition: upbeat, positive, smiling.
She is armed with a sword and a crossbow. She also carries a backpack. (Of course, it's black . . . )
She wears studded leather armor; like her hair, it is black. She wears leather gloves cut so the fingers are exposed -- the gloves are black. Her boots; black. It seems she likes the color black. If it weren't for her personality, one might think she is a brooding, moody teenager . . . or in mourning . . . but again, these assumptions are readily contradicted by surface signs of her disposition: upbeat, positive, smiling.
She is armed with a sword and a crossbow. She also carries a backpack. (Of course, it's black . . . )