A willowy brunette in her late twenties or early thirties who stands at about six feet tall, Abigail wears her mahogany hair in an orderly halo around her head. With striking facial features and beautiful grey-blue eyes, her expression ranges from happily contented to determinedly fierce, depending on who she is with. She rather obviously has little patience for nonsense.

Her body is well-suited to the clothes she dons, with an impressive but not awkward bust, shapely hips and long, gymnist's legs. Usually seen wearing dark blue armor and carrying a tremendous greatsword, it is somewhat surprising that she isn't even more muscled than she is. She does not struggle under the weight of her equipment, but neither does she look like someone who could carry it effortlessly, rather obviously using some magical enhancement. Despite the aforementioned sword, and while she does obviously care for her body, the majority of her training time is evidently not spent in a gym or martial training salle.

When she catches eyes watching her, her lips quirk into subtle smiles. When she catches hands reaching for her, her hand closes around the grip of her sword and her muscles tense just enough to give away her ability and willingness to use it.