What you see before you is an admittedly startling sight, a towering mass of metal, muscle and fur that studies the worlds with an imperious gaze. This is a tigress, of sorts, of humanoid proportions, with pitch-black fur covering her long, muscular body - she stands at about six foot five, towering over most normal-sized people. She's a distinct mix of feminine and masculine, though - a definite tomboy, with a lean physique but generous breasts and a plushly upholstered backside, all covered in her black, stripeless fur. Her headhair is short and spiky, a masculine, military-like haircut, dark crimson in colour, framing her shockingly blue eyes rather well. A rather cool expression usually dominates her features as she studies her surroundings with a sort of noble detachment, and she tends to keep people at a distance, physically and emotionally.

She is rather well-dressed most of the time - though it is rare to see her outside of her heavy full plate armour, with its high gorget, form-fitting greaves and arm-guards, and generally graceful look. She usually adds a stark, featureless and smooth steel mask to this outfit as well, covering her face and hair, and disguising her expression to add to her outwardly cold self. On most days, especially in the winter, she wears a flowing blue velvet cape over her armour, attaching it to her pauldrons and letting it stream down her back, catching the wind as it will. If this cloak is absent, one can see the enormous greatsword in a leather half-sheath across her back, tapping constantly against her backplate whenever she makes a move. Otherwise, she seems to carry no actual weapons, though she can be sometimes seen to pull an ornate hand-crossbow from a beltpouch.

Overall, this is a very distant woman, and not one to be talked to lightly.