You see GameMaster Meakah Torash, an Elven Cleric.
She has crystal blue eyes, very long curly golden hair that is tousled, and tanned skin. Meakah has transcended time.
She is in good shape.

She is holding a padded black belt pack embroidered with a round orange sun in her right hand.
She is wearing a shrunken Stefonn head, a bracelet formed from the solidified tears of the dying and bereft, a pin with a cluster of small silver stars, a white leather prayer book with the image of the Immortals crudely stitched on the cover, a necklace made of various bones strung together with several strands of hair, a golden choker hung with a silk webbed ring surrounded by nightingale feathers, some empty spectacle frames, a shrunken Kynar head, a shrunken Felimid head, a cuddly dust bunny wearing a skimpy silk toga and holding a pool sized margarita, a white silver cleric's earring shaped as two hands raised in benediction, a hawk symbol, a deep black azurite nose-ring, a mesh sack made of interlocked golden cat charms, a feathered ceremonial war headdress and a black sarong with ancient tribal symbols stitched in gold.