Terebinth, Terry for short, is a beautiful mess of her own. Her parents were not there to raise her, due to the fact that they were not well fitted for the job.
As a young woman, she must find solace in her mentor and classmates in a really, terribly violent place. Aged about sixteen, Terry's skin is very olive and her clothing straight out of Musalsalats and stereotypical Western ideas about the Middle East. She is also bittersweet chocolate haired with moderate ringlets.
As she walks through the city, her clothing shines in the sun like mad. Her necklace screams out that 'I'm made out of pearls!'.
