Fimbrethiel stands tall and thin as a young sapling, her movements graceful and precise.  Her eyes are the color of new leaves in spring, and they are ever restless, watching and weighing her surroundings with the intensity of a bird of prey.  With hair so dark it is nearly black against her pale skin, she seems to be of Noldorin descent.  She is most often found clad in snug-fitted but well-worn leathers, and she favors the colors of twilight.