A raven-haired elf-maid of Noldor-kin. Her shoulder's heavy with sorrow and melancholy. Mornaewen's demeanor speaks of mourning and loss. Her smile is faint and beautiful, as fragile and transient as dew at high-summer. It's brief appearance swiftly followed by grief and guilt.

Pale skin stands in contrast with black-hued clothing threaded with silver. She shuns the warm, reddish-tones of golden ornament in favor of cold, white metal intricately fragile by design. In the lands of men, she wears a hooded cloak pulled tight to disguise her features, little knowing that she reveals her race with every graceful use of body or voice.

She carries with her a harp of black-stained wood embroidered with silver-leaf in the form of vine and thistle. On those occasions she is to be found in an elf-home, she gladly exchanges mannish clothing and shirt-of-mail for long, flowing dresses of silk and velvet as dark as her hair.