Jenna
The woman before you is just a couple of inches over five feet tall. Dark blonde curls tumble about the shoulders as eyes like peridots regard those around her. Is that a soft smile or a hint of a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth? It's true she wields magic as naturally as she breathes though it's not her only defense. She also carries a light crossbow and a light mace in case things get too close and personal.