An avian is here. Long black hair dances gently in the breeze, It is very messy and wild. Several metallic beads adorn the front of her hair. Pitch black eyes are lifeless and void of any color. Thin pale lips are motionless and barely move when she speaks. Her petite frame is wrapped in pale skin. It appears she has not seen the light of day for sometime now. Large blackened leathery wings are golded over her shoulder. They clasp in front given the illusion of a living cloak.