Given several hours of makeover by the royal staff, Autumn could be a very pretty young woman, with a very un-elven round face, and hair that runs through the entire spectrum of autumnal browns, reds, oranges and yellows. While this eventuality has happened occasionally, it's by no means common.

Piercing green eyes stare out distrustfully from a habitually messy face, her colorful hair filled with twigs and leaves. Her body is slender to the point of taut, muscled but very small in every respect. Her ears are not just pointed but furred, as is the canine tail protruding above her rear, and her hands are tipped not with nails, but with true claws. Her natural habit is to go naked, but her time as a servant in a 'civilised' setting has instilled her the need to do otherwise, and she's typically found in shorts and what amounts to a leather bra, not to mention the collar she wears, marked with the royal symbol of Vultain. Of course, the metallic implants that dot her body in place of magic items are particularly visible, especially those that vent steam, and give her a somewhat frankensteinian appearance.

(Silver eyes once again, and while fused, she's likely to wear more actual clothes - Probably a top and a skirt.
Costume, however, removes the clothes entirely, replacing them with a whirl of flame-colored leaves that provide a perfect convenient censor effect, while causing a grey-blue flame to ignite around her claws.)

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Autumn is slow to trust and slow to bond, but when she grows used to you, she is as reliable and affectionate as a trained hound. In truth, it is easiest to think of her as just that; a clever animal. Though she can speak, she does so poorly, and doesn't like to. While she is a pack animal capable of love and loyalty to those close to her, she believes that authority is derived from strength. She has served her princess-owner for several years now without compunction, and will do so for the rest of her life, whether commanded to save the world, or to assassinate her foes.

(Unsurprisingly, this aspect has a harder hitting effect than the others, making Elixia taciturn and distrustful, as well as inclined to might-makes-right, although she'll become obedient when someone proves their superiority. She tends towards simple and typically violent solutions.)

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If anyone knows why an elf child was left in the Vulcan Valley to be raised by wild animals, they're not telling. If they know who her parents were; if their bones lie in the valley somewhere, if they cry at night about their lost child, or if they long since forgot about the baby they tossed in the forest to die - if anyone knows which or what it is, they're not telling.

A few things are clear.
An elf-babe was raised by wolves in the forest, growing of age thinking of herself as just another cub. Her innate powers manifested, largely as shapeshifting, but also as an affinity for flame that rapidly led to her assuming a degree of ascendancy in the packs of the forest, and remaining there for years.

Fortunately - or unfortunately, depending on who you ask - her pack was discovered quite on accident by scions of House Redford, better known as the Ironclaws. One of the prominent noble houses of the orc mountain empire Vultain, they were in constant need of more animals to 'enhance' with their artifice. Autumn was caught along with her pack, and was briefly the subject of a very intense period of diplomacy, as House Redford ensured that she wasn't a missing diplomat. No elven nation responded to their probing questions, and they claimed Autumn along with the rest of the wolves.

Unwilling to let "lesser minds" risk such a unique specimen, it was the princess Susannah Redford, heiress of the house, who claimed the wild creature as her subject. Despite her initial plans, she was unwilling to perform anything particularly experimental, and applied only particularly basic alterations, before giving up on using her as a test subject, resorting to the beastmastery side of House Redford's specialty. Here was a supreme success. The beast-girl, soon named Autumn, was quickly trained to obedience, and was soon able to communicate, albeit only in very basic terms - and, frankly, she had very little to say, having a fairly animal mindset, despite her seemingly normal intelligence. A rousing success, and a hell of a status symbol, she became both a trusted servant and agent for the princess, and something of a pet, and has aided her from both near and far for several years since.