A passing familiarity with the undine is enough to spot her for what she is...

Ourelei stands just a bit below average height of a human woman, with a lithe physique. Her fair-blue complexion is the color of a lake on a clear summer day. Her long, naturally wavy hair a shade of dark silver, akin to the moon's light on water. She has the webbed hands and feet that often mark her race, and tends to eschew jewelry or other ornament, including (often) even a holy symbol.   That a bit unusual for one whom is after all a fully anointed priestess.  Of course, when her left shoulder is bared, there is that leaf-like birthmark to consider.

Ourelei's turquoise eyes are not infrequently serious seeming, but well able to expressively convey a range of emotion; on occasion intense or extreme, if rarely of lingering duration.  Although her non-human ancestry predominates in her fey-like appearance, a discerning observer may note a Chelish cast to her features.

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It's not hard to learn that Ourelei is a Gozrehn priestess.   Like most clergy, she is neither shy or reserved in mentioning her faith, and the deity whom she has devoted herself to.   She proves very tolerant of, as well as interested in, other faiths and religions as they are brought up in conversation.      In more general things, she is sociable and kind when approached, a good and empathetic listener if someone needs an ear.    However, she is also comfortable in her own company, contentedly keeping to herself if there's no outstanding reason to interact.

Signing on with Gribb was a way to facilitate a pilgrimage she was making, from one holy-site to another.  In traveling, it is likely observed that she has something of a knack for being able to find food and water, as the need arises.   Although water's her natural element, she's plainly had the training to survive and make her way across the land.   As predators have their place in nature, Ourelei is not opposed to honest hunting for reason of sustenance.   Ill treatment or neglect of animals - or plant life, for that matter -  is another thing.   This is the surest way to end up in a tense encounter with her.

When no other issues are pressing, outdoors, she is an avid watcher of nature, finding endless fascination in it.  If happening upon a lake, and given the leisure, she takes joyfully to the water, submerging and remaining so a good while, long enough no one need guess she is an amphibian.