A prim and proper lady, Anora Farwalker resembled someone descended from sturdy farm folk, though she's worked hard to distance herself from that perceived humble beginning.  The Gilcrestian lass walked with excellent deportment and kept herself in proper attire and hygiene whenever humanly possible.

Her long dark hair usually started off each day in a bun or braids, but generally and inexplicably worked itself down to her shoulders by the noon meal, though it flowed like dark silk from her head.   Dark eyes seemed to hold secrets, perhaps not all of them her own, and her pretty face seemed very serious, but not unkind.  A slightly athletic, if slender, build, the young human wore her holy symbol of Tome, The Great Librarian.  Though seemingly looking like someone more at home with dusty tomes than anything vaguely resembling adventure, the young woman seemed comfortable in her chain shirt, handled her weapons well, whether her sling and darts or the mace by her side.

The priestess of the Master of Knowledge was very well spoken, even a little sarcastic at times, with a very dry and cynical sense of humor, but she is dedicated to helping her companions, as well as the preservation and distribution of knowledge and lore.








Usual combat routine:
uses a sling or throws darts to good effect, getting both stones and darts from her magic haversack, which also contains a plethora of items, including Everburning Torches and Anti toxins.
Has a mace, but prefers ranged combat.
Has clerical spells, including Comprehend Languages and Detect thoughts, and uses several combat spells, like Hold Person, Command, and Spiritual Weapon (a glowing Dart that strikes her enemies).
She's skilled in many areas of Knowledge, has good interpersonal skills, and is a skilled mapmaker.
She's fluent in
Aldurn
Trade
Pictish
Egyptian
Borderlander
Elven
Orcish
and has very beautiful and ornate handwriting.