Lommy stands weak not very well fed. She is a bit short and very skinny compared to adults or other women because of her age. She can be easily mistaken for a boy, thus she looks rough, but her face and structure are of weak build, but her nose is strong and firm, she has thin lips, a penetrating gaze, her eyes are a green colour, her hair is brown, and a scar is present on her left cheek, going from eye to jaw, she usually tells stories about it. If you look closely, she has a few freckles upon her cheeks. She isn't shy at all, and usually starts fights about anything. She has seen thirteen winters, not very much to start with.

She doesn't really pay attention to other people's expectations of life and opinions, she always thinks she is always right, and insists more if the people around her say the opposite.

She doesn't handle her tongue neither, and you can usually hear insults from her mouth which she's always using against her companions, enemies and whoever is presented to her, she doesn't care if it's  a stranger or someone already known to her.

She can be very clumsy and awkward sometimes, not to mention her acts of cowardice such as running away from her enemies when she is in danger, that helped her to survive all her childhood alone in the streets of Bree, living off thieving and stealing, all those years made her agile, quite an advantage for her against the others, that helps her survive in the most horrible of the situations she is into.

She can be found wearing a grey tunic, very patched it seems, but fits her like a glove, it's very light and comfortable and helps her to move around the field. She probabily stole those pair of deteriorated shoes too, they aren't very durable or so it seems, but it's something to her, better than going barefoot.