Just cresting five and a half feet and naturally slim and wiry, Sef isn't the most daunting sight at first glance.  A stark white hood covers most of her dark brown locks aside from the odd strands peaking out from beneath though does nothing to hide her face and those bright, amber eyes.  Long, slim sleeves cover her arms from shoulder to wrist.  Likewise, her legs are generally kept covered from waist to ankle.  The garments covering her torso and legs are neither too tight to inhibit movement or too loose to make for an easy handhold.  Rather than wearing proper walking boots, her feet and ankles are covered in a pair of leather footwear that are loose at both the ankle and souls.  The bag across her shoulders obviously contains all of her personal effects and items and if there's anything hidden in those long garments of hers, it's hard to tell.  She certainly doesn't make a habit of reaching for anything that may or may not be there.  All in all, she appears like nothing more than a traveler and one who isn't particularly concerned about their well-being.  Sef carries only one weapon, the spear often remaining on her back, and wears no armor.  Though looks are often quite deceiving and that's part of what makes Sef such a surprise.  Beneath her lanky appearance and fairly average clothing is the body of a young woman who has obviously been pushed to her limits from an even younger age.  She may not be a mountain of muscle but toned, dense musculature and flexible limbs make for a stunningly swift and agile individual.

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