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Amorria's parents traveled a great deal, mainly to sell what they had made from what they gathered along their traveled. As a wanderer in her own sense, Amorria often would pretend to be more than just the commoner child she was. She would save every bit of nice looking fabric she had and drape herself in the knotted together scraps to form dresses and outfits that she imagined was the most beautiful. Her parents sheltered her for the most part, her father always being close by her side even as she grew into a young woman. Her mother, more often ashamed of her child's whimsical nature would often be seen walking in front or a few steps behind her husband and her daughter. Unless it was just herself and Amorria, in which case Amorria would be seem close by her side but with her head down and curious eyes never turning up from looking at her own feet. There is very little known about her family, or her, only that they never lingered long in more than one place and Amorria was not always seen in their company.

This young woman stands about average height, with long honey-blonde hair which falls to her lower back. The feathery-mane of hair has soft tinges of sandy-red streaks, which could make the actual color hard to tell when beneath direct light. Large amber eyes laced with thick lashes peer from beneath a feminine brow. Her shoulders are on the broad side for a woman, though her chest is on the smaller side. Her build in general is almost willowy, but without the sunken features of someone completely hitting malnourishment.

She would much rather be sitting away from the center of a crowd in most situations, preferring to simply observe other's interactions. Hopelessly curious, she can't help but openly follow most conversations within earshot, no matter what the subject is. Borderline temperamental, her emotional path can switch rather quickly once triggered to do so, and there may be little indication when that mood-swing may happen. Often, she has a hard time relating to some people, her social skills not being completely developed and her imagination carrying more weight than what her eyes see plainly.