You notice an odd, almost godly aura about Zabari.

You see GameMaster Zabari Zvornik of Elanthia, a Human Cleric.
She has violet eyes. Her blue-black hair is very long and curly, and is worn tousled. She has fair skin.
Zabari has transcended time.
She is in good shape.

She is wearing a worn brown leather shoulder satchel softened by years of use, some pale rose-colored satin dancing slippers with worn heels and scuffed toes, a thin platinum circlet with forehead dangles of delicate filigree strands of white gold, a golden mesh drawstring bag with ribbons intricately woven between the gilded strands, a cleric's pure white stole depicting the symbols of the thirteen immortals, an incandescent white robe with tiny gold stitches that reflect the light and some black and yellow weepers.