Description: A pretty face, for someone of her status, that's what they all say. Long brown hair falls down and around her shoulders in loose waves, without care or concern for the current fashion amongst the high born or the low. Her eyes are a very bright blue, and her lips, petal-pink, seem made more for smiles than for frowns. When she moves, it is with the elegance of proficiency, rather than stately grace. That's for other people. People with more free time than she.

Personality: Bold and brash, with a tendency towards good cheer for those that catch her for a drink or a chat at the well. She does, however, prefer solitude over company, with those around her describing the woman as a private individual. Which is, as one local gossip has claimed to have overheard "just the way she likes it."

Background: Nemo originally lived in the countryside outside of Arx, but the need for a bit more coin and more than a few neighbors beginning to worry about the safety of life beyond the safe-looking walls of the capital eventually drove her within them. Once there, Nemo picked up various odd jobs as she could. No one thing ever really stuck, however, though in fairness, Nemo has never claimed to want it otherwise. She comes and goes as she pleases, works with whom she wants, and though she claims it is also when she wants, given her social status, that really means: always. Still, Nemo seems happy enough.