When this small woman opens her mouth to speak one might be surprised by her raspy voice. One might also question her ability to wield the sword that hangs by her side that is clearly too big for her size.
Her face is pale and scarred, her lips dry. Her black eyes glow feverishly, there is simply nothing appealing about this waif of a girl.

If riding Rinni can be easily recognized by her old steed, Arny.

Arny is an old bloodbay horse, with dark mane, a dished face, particularly big nares and a parrot mouth, that gives the impression that he's actually pouting all the time.

High withered and sturdy framed, Arny can be identified as a horse of a good breed. An experienced eye can easily notice he's a single footed horse, that rarely choses to change his gait to pace or trot.