A drow elf of average height and build who would be fairly nondescript (well, as non descript as a drow can be in an urban environ) but for her firey red hair and eyes. Her lithe body with skin the color of ink is peppered with silvery tattoos the most prominent of which depicts a baby dragon. The dragon you might notice after careful inspection never seems to be in the same location on her body, in fact it seems to shift and slither about even before your eyes. Despite still being quite young a hard life on the streets and as an adventurer has left her scarred and somewhat worn looking.
Durga was an orphan on the streets of Dyson from her earliest memory. She spent most of her early years scavenging around the main harbor, and ship hopping whenever possible. She never had any contact with others of her own race. She would try to follow the other elves she saw and learn their ways the best she could, but never really understood why they ostracized her. Her entire life was soon dedicated to finding out who, what, and why she came to be. Well that and her endless fascination for dragons. This street urchin naturally became adept with stealth, minor thievery, and the other skills and talents most attribute to rogues. Though much stranger was her entry into pubescence. All of the sudden it was as if something that she had felt hidden deep inside her had been unlocked. First it was small things like watching the mages at the college and being able to understand and identify the spells they were using. Then one day when in a minor scrape it was as if it were all clear to her and she sent a missile of magical energy to dispense with the foe. From that moment on she spent a great deal of time trying to unlock more of the magical secrets within herself. This was made quite a bit easier when she was taken in by Vy, the captain of the Screaming Banshee. He ran a crew of nothing but orphans and misfits. A crew that she may not have loved, but she certainly fit right in with. The captain took a special interest in her, and helping her reach her full potential. Whether he was just interested in her magical abilities aiding him in his own quest mattered little because it worked. The things required of her were of so little consequence compared to the things she was able to learn while on the crew.