You notice an odd, almost godly aura about Sarevael.

You see GameMaster Sarevael Akuinnen, an Elven Moon Mage.
She has pointed ears and silver eyes. Her black hair is very long and thick, and is worn tied back. She has pale skin.
Sarevael has transcended time.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a triple-strand sterling silver hip chain with dangling shadowling-shaped onyx charms, a deep jet robe of elegantly draping nightsilk, a chalk-white porcelain mask bearing a lone sapphire embedded into each cheek, some black leather pants laced tightly up the sides with sapphire blue cording, a pair of high black leather boots buckled with silver crescents up to the thigh and a tight black tunic made of nightsilk and dotted with stardust.