Lady Gisela's cold blue eyes turn to stare at you. Her light blonde hair and fair skin are dull as she sits in the shadows. The polyglot-conjurer is now locked up in a shadowy room. She glares at you, and although she's in a damp, smelly cell, looking small, her icy glare is still somewhat intimidating. The elf did whatever she could to complete her goals, a ruthless and ambitious woman. She knows tricks from how to block telepaths to lying to empaths. Keefe, her son, used to believe she was the better, nicer parent. But it turns out she was a traitor, and seemingly heartless, willing to do whatever she must (betraying and manipulating) to get her way, reach success. A master of mind games and manipulation, she very much deserves to be here, rotting in Exile. Murmurs from other locked-up elves are audible as you stare at the beautiful-but-evil elf, wondering what to say/do next.