You notice an odd, almost godly aura about Ilanya.

You see GameMaster Ilanya Fortunis, a Trader Princess.
She has pointed ears and ice-blue eyes. Her very long hair is so white it almost glows with a faint blue sheen and is arranged in an intricate Elven braid. She has flawless milky-white skin.
She is truly scrumptious.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a rotted feline paw on the edge of a long silver chain, a white leather satchel with a platinum clasp, a high-collar ivory gown with an elaborate golden knot clasp at the throat, some ivory brocade slippers that end in sharp points at the toe and some delicate platinum rings that sparkle with crushed diamonds on her dainty fingers.