Slender and graceful, Ilbriair, stands about five foot five inches tall, her once dark hair has become completely white, save for the one dark lock that falls over her face. Large eyes of a pale blue reflect with golden motes, and while the woman is young appearing, her eyes tell a whole different story, her relationship with spirits, and the ancients, have long since educated her to the glory and follies of her people. Her body, is trim, fairly curvy, and she dresses in leathers and carries a simple staff.

However one can not over look the fact that she seems to be far away even when in the company of others. As though she hears things speaking to her no one else can hear.