A pale blue-white aura flickers around Chisoni.
You see Mistress Chisoni, a Lunar Guardian.
She has night dark eyes flecked with points of starry light gazing out from a fine-boned countenance, her skin as delicate as that of an ageless porcelain doll. Raven-black hair cascades down her back in unrestrained curls, with a small braid at each temple tied off with belled silver chains.
She is wearing a gold star, a twisted obsidian staff set with two curving silver fangs, some dusky blue robes accented with elaborate silver celestial sigils, an onyx badge with "It wasn't me! I was framed!" engraved on it, a pearly silk pouch clasped with belled silver chains and a blackened silver armband incised with an obscure symbol.