Ethereal mage apprentice

Twisted and warped in the service of the Council of Twelve, the apprentice floats several inches over the floor, hunched over, gazing at her surroundings with abnormally large yellow-hued eyes framed by translucent, rotting and pestilent skin. Draped over her broken form are the remnants of a once simple, but finely crafted robe. Cinching the robe at the waist is a thick black belt, adorned with numerous leather pouches once used to hold the supplies desired by her arcane master.