Yaxai /Yah-sh-eye/ plays everything close to the vest. She'll mention having a mother and father, but never mention details. She'll own to growing up in Free City, but not where and with who. Yaxai admits to trusting only two things in this world, but wouldn't bother telling you what they are. It is fairly easy to guess the first is herself though for Yaxai has a bearing and confidence that comes with the life she has chosen. Whatever details might exist, her familiarity with a lock, penchant for stealth, and facility with the truth hint at her skills. If you wish to know more, give it a shot. She's as likely to tell you five different lies as much as a single truth.

For appearance, Yaxai displays several traits associated to the jungles of Acoatl including dusky colored skin and wiry hair that mislikes the rain. However, everything else about her speaks to growing up poor in Free City. She might toss around the odd Runasimi word or phrase but lacks understanding of the tongue. On the other hand, she is more than conversant in curses and colorful language found in the city's underbelly. Still, she has an eye and ear for languages and picks up phrases quickly. She makes no bones about studying the other languages local to the continent: Cyrrilan, Lothrian, Dwarven, Arolavian, and even Nordic as well as her father's own language. What hints she bears as to her mother's heritage might lie in the slightly pointed ears and strong charisma she possesses. She carefully hides the patch of dark green scales that runs along her spine and rarely sticks her tongue out for people to see that it is split. It's a little harder to hide her golden sclera and vertical slit pupils. Still, she gets mistaken for half-elven more often than anything else. Most people would assume that rather than 'dad banged a demon,' right? It's not like she's running around with horns and a tail after all.