A youthful, bronze haired half-elf with the voice of an angel and looks to match. Underneath it all is a mischievous pragmatist who, largely thanks to her upbringing, divides everything based on how useful they are, including people. Singing and dancing are more than a mere talent of hers, they are a form of meditation to help clear useless thoughts. During one night, she received a vision of the God, Mask, and was made into one of his Clerics, though she still doesn’t quite know what it means to be one.