She bears a young face, pale and smattered by freckles and framed by choppy, short locks of unyielding strawberry blonde. Eyes as blue and dark as a clear evening sky seem to wax and wane between the calm of an untouched lake or the last sparks of a fire that refuses to go out completely. She cannot be considered a comely woman by most. The set of her more masculine looking jaw, a slightly curved nose, the length of her face, and a long, raised scar over her brow do her no favors. She does not often smile but when she does she almost never reveals the gap between her two front teeth. 

Years of working with iron and steel has made her tall body strong and hardy. Scars of many different types can be seen upon her strong, long-fingered hands, and equally as strong forearms - evidence of long hours spent perfecting and mastering her trade. 

She carries herself humbly but not meekly. She is a woman who has learned and is still learning her worth. She is not overly loud when she speaks, nor is she overly quiet. Depending on her mood, which does not often sway from one extreme to the other, her tone can be as like smooth leather or hard steel. 

Like many women of the Mark, a sword and shield is not unfamiliar to her in the slightest and she will not hesitate to use both in defense of herself or others. 

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