Waist long black hair along with light blue eyes and pointed ears. Stands 5'6 at 135lbs. Usually wears comfortable loose clothing with either bright or dark colors. Sometimes wear long length dresses with the same mix of colors or pastels. Hair is worn in a pony tail, front braided like a crown with a tail braid linking it together, or just flowing. Has a slender body build with slim muscles and a slight hour glass figure. Enjoys being barefoot, wearing heeled boots. Along with her physical description. She also has her magical description. She can heal minor wounds along with major wounds that aren't six inches deep. Like all Elves, she is good with salves. The elemental gift she can weld is air along with communicating with any animals.

Can be warm, caring, loving, adventurous. Has her solitary moments every once in awhile. Sometimes rambles on about nonsense. However, her nonsense once in awhile makes sense. Does have a temper that leads her into trouble. Mouthing off when mad is never a good thing even if you are an Elf. Loves nature, animals, children. Has a sense of honor and loyalty. Can be stubborn once her mind is made up about a subject or someone.

Doesn't like Unseelie folk or Demons, just doesn't trust them. Trust is hard to earn with her. Will lead you to believe she likes, trusts you. But, really she's trying to read your personality and motives. Can be naive once she does let her guard down though betraying her wouldn't be the best thing to do. When she loves someone she opens up and lets them see the best and the worse in her. If you break her heart just be lucky that she would be to torn to do much of anything. Even though she acts tough. She can still shatter into a million pieces and the person who tries to pick up those pieces will have their work cut out for them.

Some might think her caring, loving, adventurous manner for a weakness. But, these traits are what makes her strong. Also, the fact that she is loyal to any cause she believes in. Her honor to fight for what she thinks is right and fair. And, to fight for those that can not fight for themselves. You could say she is the female Elf version of Robin Hood himself.

Her temper can get the best of her. When angered she tends to mouth off, throw things, or if you're lucky, will not speak to you. Stubbornness is another weakness of her's. When she sets her mind on something or someone. It's very difficult for anyone to get her to change her mind. Usually, it takes a long process of pleading, yelling to change Scythea's decision on any matter.

Elashor always told her daughter, "healing is a magic in ones self that every Elf has. Only those strong of will and heart can control how much they can heal". She instilled these words into Scythea since she was a child. These encouraging word always seemed to serve Scythea in her darkest times. Elashor taught her daughter how to heal with every tool nature had to offer. However, it would seem Scythea was only talented with salves. Elashor learned this when her daughter was ten years old. Disappointed, Elashor lashed out at her only born to try harder. Pained by her mother's words and temperament. Scythea sought out her father for guidance.

Neldor saw her daughter in tears when she came to him. Wondering what happened her asked the only obvious question, "What happened?" When his daughter told him of her grievance. He could only chuckle a little, smile, and rub his daughter's head gently. He explained the stress her mother was under and told Scythea to forgive her mother. Though, as young as she was. Scythea wasn't going to give in easily. Neldor could only chuckle more and in seeing that she would un-moving. He handed his daughter a oak bow that was a bit beaten up, but still strong. Scythea smiled and forgot her mother's cruel words. Neldor took his daughter hunting before night fall. He found that she was a natural. Neldor only had to explain once how to track, listen, and be silent when hunting prey. Scythea learned the rest on pure instinct. Coming home from her first hunt at only ten years old. She told her mother with glee. Elashor was beside herself with guilt and shock that she could only scoop her daughter up and hug her. Scythea went to bed that night happy.

Older now, Scythea still hunts and heals to the best of her abilities. Her mother Elashor, father Neldor are still alive and well. They have both taken to a more comfortable life and are retired from their duties. Scythea now takes care of healing some of the people in their village. While also helping the hunting parties from time to time. She has few friends in her home town that truly understand her and support her. Some however, still wish Elashor and Neldor were working. But, Scythea lets those people know where they can stick it.