A dry-humored and relaxed sorceress.
Despite her sleepless demeanor and sickly appearance, she is well-humored and commonly taking it upon herself to make retorts upon whatever situation may be at hand. She has pallid hazel eyes, barely-distinguishable-as-blonde short hair, freckles, awkwardly pale skin, and a stick-like build.
Recently, upon attaining a good sum of (solid) gold, she has taken to dressing nicer than her rag-tag, road-worn robes.
A sorceress encountered headed to Argos, Irya was apparently separated from her husband multiple years – and, well, reunited with him upon the road.