At first glance, the young woman stands at average height, with a figure that looks to be toned for someone who does not shy away from a strenuous lifestyle. A wild mane of chestnut brown tumble past her broad shoulders, looking as though she merely brushed it just enough enough to make herself appear presentable. Her sun-kissed complexion and freckled nose details the love she has for the outdoors, marked with a single mole near the left side of her mouth.

Clothes ready for travel mostly embody the majority of her attire, though she has also been known to don the occasional dress. In armor, she is often accompanied with a sword and dagger sheathed at her hip. The sword itself is surprisingly well-made and kept in pristine condition, but to those with a keen eye it is evident that its unique design was forged by the expert hands of a dwarf. Dangling from around her neck a silver chain can also be seen, tucked protectively within the confines of her garb.

When she speaks, her voice carries a slight rasp to it, complimented with an accent common in Bree-land after living years within its borders. While she will never be the one who stands out in a crowd, the color of her eyes are her most striking feature of all; a fusion of blues and bright greens reminiscent of warm, shallow seas.