Titles: "Sneaky Sera" or just "Sera". Some also call her a "Merry-begot".
Ethnicity: Half Breelander (mother's side), Half Dúnedain (father - unknown for now). She identifies mostly as a Breelander.

Height: 5'7"
Build: A bit scrawny and underfed but not without some lean muscle.
Skintone: Caucasian with a light tan. Goes absolutely pale in the winter.
Hair: Plain neutral brown. Gains highlights the color of chestnut in the summer. Always cut slightly unevenly just below her chin.
Eyes: Dark brown like wet mud with an intermingling of vibrant green in the center.
Voice: Young sounding with a slight husky tone to it. When angry and shouting/yelling it sounds particularly fearsome, as if her anger has some slight power behind it.
Scars: Two long, raised scars on her face (one across her right cheek and the other over her left cheekbone. Her arms are riddled with many scars from various knife fights. 
Clothing: Sera hates dresses and finds them difficult to move in for someone in her line of "work". She has recently gotten herself new clothing to replace her rags (courtesty of Carria and Rhody) and while she likes them, they currently look slightly too big for her. When she leaves Breeland, she dons an old, used set clothing she can move quietly in.
Other Features: She is certainly not to be considered beautiful but nor is she ugly. She looks very much like her mother save for the set of her jaw and the way she carries herself when relaxed, which is almost noble despite the fact that she was born and raised in the gutter.

Languages: Westron, "Hello" and "Goodbye" in Sindarin (because she's heard Rangers use them many times before). She grew up mostly illiterate and is currently making up for lost time by learning to read and write.

Mount: A bay horse she found without an owner in Trestlebridge (the owner perished in a fire explosion during the first attack) that she appropriately named named "Soot".
Weapons of Choice: Knives and daggers that she frequently replaces when they get worse for wear. Occasionally a short sword if she manages to steal or loot one. A fair amoutn of throwing knives.
Misc. Skills: Laundering plain and fine clothing, fishing, card games, liar's dice, basic jewelry making, basic cooking, basic prospecting.

Personality: Sera is no stranger to danger and sometimes even courts it to achieve her ends, whether that be coin, food, her own sense of justice, etc.. She is sometimes quick to anger over perceived slights but is even quicker to laugh. She does not trust easily and will not reveal too much of herself to strangers unless they either have something she wants or she trusts them completely. She has few friends - though she is slowly earning more  - but those she does have she will defend to the death. At heart, she is somewhat of a mischievous soul and can't help but to take her amusement wherever she can find it.