An Ifrit with black scales up and down her arms and bright red dreadlocked hair
Child of a primitive society, Neshama was the product of a passionate affair between her mother, a human, and her father, a fire salamander. You don’t owe me anything. I just wanted to spend time with someone who appreciates me for who I am and doesn’t give me the run around. Drawn by wanderlust, and a need to leave her father’s overwhelming control, she adventures to Sharn, in hopes of helping people.