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Rinel is tall and slender, with nut-brown skin and the build of a woman accustomed to long treks. Her hair is a dark mahogany, frequently pulled back in a ponytail, and brilliant green eyes are set above a long and straight nose in her narrow, expressive face. Rinel's fingers are thin and dexterous, and her body slim and willowy.
Events have left their mark on the woman, and she walks with a noticable limp. Her right calf is rarely uncovered, but when revealed it displays the telltale signs of atrophy. The skin cleaves closely to corded tendon and emaciated muscle, and extensive scarring is visible all about the area. More inescapable than her limp, however, is the circular pattern of scars that frame the woman's face. Small, pearly white triangles, spaced at regular intervals, mark Rinel's face, starting at her forehead and making their way past her temples and cheeks to meet just below her bottom lip.
Rinel is a perpetually curious and often careless seeker of truth. She smiles frequently and freely, and little is required to interest her in a task beyond the chance at learning something new. No job in the pursuit of knowledge is beneath her, and she will overturn rocks to study worms as gleefully as she will uncover an ancient codex in a long-forgotten library.
Rinel was born to a common merchant family and grew up happily, well-fed, and loved. When her skills at sums and ledgers became apparent at an early age, her parents arranged for her education. However, Rinel's penchant for adventure and escapades frequently interrupted her studies, and an unfortunate incident with the axle of a visiting scholar's carriage threatened to bring an end to her idyllic youth. Fortunately, the scholar was amused at the boundless curiosity of the girl who had consigned him to foot travel, and he offered Rinel a world to experience should she join the discipleship of Vellichor.