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| - Norair is particularly small and thin, standing only a hair above five-foot-two and tipping the scales at just one hundred and ten pounds. She tends towards darker colors, particularly browns and grays, and generally carries her weapon on her belt even in town. Her smile is easy and comforting, and her demeanor kind and caring, if a little distant. Hidden beneath her cowl are the striking blue eyes and elongated, blunted ears of a half-elf, a fact she publicly hides.
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| - Norair is particularly small and thin, standing only a hair above five-foot-two and tipping the scales at just one hundred and ten pounds. She tends towards darker colors, particularly browns and grays, and generally carries her weapon on her belt even in town. Her smile is easy and comforting, and her demeanor kind and caring, if a little distant. Hidden beneath her cowl are the striking blue eyes and elongated, blunted ears of a half-elf, a fact she publicly hides. As an individual Norair is quite outgoing, bordering on overly talkative, although she rarely speaks of her past, and even less of her heritage. Her tendency is to ramble, particularly on topics in which she is knowledgable. As a woman who, if she were human, would be fast approaching middle age she is pragmatic and serious minded about issues of importance, and is seemingly more aware of her own mortality now that she is the same age as her mother was when she died. Further, her military experience has lead to an individual who has few illusions left about life, and her experience in hunting the Orcs has considerably shaped her view on the current conflict between the Alliance and the Horde.
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