Description: Willowy of build and youthful of face, Emarissa's form is one of grace and aesthetic harmony, entirely unsuited to close combat and other pursuits requiring significant physical strength. Her features are fine-sculpted and feminine - delicate outlines of cheek and chin are matched with a slim nose that leans ever-so-slightly towards an aquiline curve. Her long straight hair is midnight black in hue, a few shades darker than the shadowy forest green of her catlike eyes.
Personality: There's this benign sense that Emarissa is not quite on the same plane as the people around her. She smiles, she laughs, but her mind is often elsewhere, pondering on any number of thoughts that occupy it at any given time. And she's forgetful. She might recall the minutiae of a past event with crystal clarity, but fail to remember the words of a missive she just read a few minutes ago. The next day, it might be the other way around. There's no predictable rhyme or reason to it. The only thing that truly focuses her mind is the study of the Lifewell. She's a keen student of magic, as is fitting for a child of House Naevon. Give her a tome of arcane lore, and she will absorb its contents and commit it to memory with as much determination as she can. For Emarissa, it's the joy of learning and honing her skill that's the thing, but if she can do good deeds with the power and knowledge she attains, then that's all for the better.
Background: Born on one of the ships during the Third Migration, Emarissa has no memories of that nightmarish time to haunt her thoughts. Fortunately, most of her immediate family - her mother and her older sister - survived the sea crossing, and are alive and well. It was only her father who sadly perished.
The nature of her entrance into the world was not a smooth one. Birthed too early and with some complications (perhaps due to the grief her mother suffered at the passing of her beloved husband), Emarissa was always a little frailer than most other children her age due to this poor start to her life. Then as she grew beyond infancy, it became clear that she wasn't going to thrive quite as well as her peers in other ways beyond the physical. Absent-minded and wrapped up in her own little world, she found it hard to direct her attention towards anything other than her own whims and interests.
From day to day Emarissa may or may not be able to recall to the first flood or the seasons before it. What is constant in her recollections, however, is the time she spent in the great library of Isalspire. There she studied tomes pertaining to the magics of the Lifewell, with abjuration, restoration and nature spells foremost among them. This would prove to be the pursuit that carried her to the present day. Years have not blunted the sharp drive she possesses to learn everything she can about matters arcane.