Appearance

Aerlir is graced with tall and slim figure. Upon pale skin with touch of golden blush she wears delicate and soft dresses in colors of sea, sky, sun and stone, wearing silk, brocade when is winter season accompanied with family jewelry of high quality and value.

Her hair is of soft brown, with locks of hair of ripe gold from the seaside sun and salt in the air. Her eyes are blue and innocently wide with light brown eyelashes giving them a golden crown. Freckles upon pointed fine nose and wide southern lips that reveal in smile a line of her white as sea pearls teethes. She is well groomed, scented with expensive perfumes made from Cemenduril roses and eastern scents.

Skills

As she was born in the wealthy and noble house, it was expected from her and her sisters to learn fine arts, dancing, singing, playing instruments as harps and flutes, needle work. Many hours they have spent in learning to write with fancy old way letters, how to bow, greet properly, stand and walk with natural elegance. They didn't learn to cook, clean, sew clothes, as they always had hired help. While they would create intricate tapestries with  sea themed scenes or from history, Aerlir would look down from the open terraces, at training courtyard of swan knights where her brothers were.  

In secrecy, her older brother Agaeron, with who she was closest of all siblings, thought her how to wield a dagger he gave her as birthday gift. Other then that there is no weapon wielding skills or horseback riding as they had carriages if they would travel to their Sea home at shores of Dor-en-Ernil.

Personality

She was cheerful child that played with toys of knights and heroes with her brothers, but family and way of life high above the docks had different thing in mind for her. So she learned to smile at dull jokes, giggle on boring stories of young knights and ladies, her gaze was always somewhere else to distance, or to the White Mountains wondering of what is there. Aerlir was never afraid of bugs or horses, critters that usualy ladies faint or scream. Once she even caught a snake that crawled up to the stone walls and ivy and chased her younger sisters trough halls. 

She was never shy but her upbringing brought her to be coy something and indifferent or ignorant to the suffering of less fortunate ones. 

If cornered she would become cold as stone, unimpressively watching somewhere else, stubborn at her heart.