Synn Mescara carries that dark aura that feels almost sinister, but doesn't elicit much intimidation or fear. There is something odd about her, but when pressed no one can say exactly what it is. Though she is just taller than average for a woman, she feels more imposing when entering a room. She is eye-catchingly beautiful in face and figure, but only the most courageous ever dare to approach her. Dark hair, with light eyes, and skin as soft as new spun silk, she has a voice that sings in clear tones, both melodic and other worldly.

Background:

Synn doesn't remember the name she was given by her parents, but she knows it was different. She was raised by Jaraclesian, a man she seldom understood, and could never love as a father. However he was an effective teacher, when he wasn't left locked in his study or perched high in his tower gazing at the night sky. Jaraclesian would never explain why she came to be in his care. He did let slip the fact that her parents traded her when she was but a baby during a fit of frustration at her recalcitrance. For what he wouldn't say, but he insisted that the deal wasn't with him. It was a bargain with those whom he sometimes served and that she belonged to them.

After coming of age, proficient in magic, and steeped in dark lore, Synn left Jaraclesian's abode to find her own way. She thought she was escaping, but Jaraclesian told her that all roads led to her destiny.