A young woman just past the cusp of adulthood, Keane has something to offer just about everyone. All too often, they discover it to have been exactly what they were looking for all along. By the time they might think to thank her, she has vanished and taken much of their memory of her on the way.

To those who can see her, Keane appears to be a woman in her late teens or early 20s. She stands a mere five feet tall and weighs little enough that one might fear her safety in a heavy breeze. Her skin is a pale ivory, hair Raven black, and her eyes striking and green. One might be forgiven for thinking she was scouring the depths of the soul with those eyes; odds are she is. She is beautiful, but far from a goddess on sight alone. There is however something almost feral about her that draws the eye. It promises danger and adventure such that many seek her out for no other reason. Those who fail to be drawn in by such animalistic allure usually succumb to her voice, described sometimes as that of an angel and others that of the sort of primal dreams one does not share in polite company. Even those for whom she offers naught but a kind word or gesture of reassurance cannot fail but be affected by them.

For all the impact Keane brings to the lives she touches, it is the rare soul who can later recall her words, actions, or even face. She is an enigmatic and changeable presence, here for one incredible moment and then gone with memory of her fading as quickly as the warmth of her presence. Only those who know her well can recognize her or put a face to a name.

Whenever possible, Keane dresses to impress. She alters her appearance to suit expectations or expectations to suit appearance. She moves with a fluid, feline grace, unimpeded by barriers both subtle and obvious. Neither locks nor guards can truly hold her at bay. Much like the mystical cats in her ancestry, she travels on all paths in accordance with her whim and will. Woe betide any who would seek to simply deny her instead of offering a more intriguing alternative.

Keane is an exceedingly willful, capricious, and dangerous woman. One would be advised to take care around her, but even if one were so fortunate as to be truly forewarned, she would find something valued more highly than security with which to lower one's guard.