Trinia is on the smaller side for a human, standing two or three inches above five feet.  Her hair is a mass of coppery curls that quickly grow out of control without frequent brushing.  The fiery halo frames an oval face, with several sun-conjured freckles dotting its surface, as though a careless artist had flicked a wet brush randomly at it.

Large hazel eyes, a pert nose, and rounded cheeks give her an appearance of youth beyond even the nineteen summers she has seen.  While she is not particularly striking, her appearance is pleasant -- more cute than comely.  She exudes a youthful confidence, secure in the beaming light of her God's gaze, and as yet unmarked by the darker things of the world...

"Even in the night, stars shine and moons reflect the light of the divine.  Even the Underdark is not so mighty that it cannot be pierced by the glow of a single candle.  I can be that candle."