An ebony warrior of sorts, oft clad in skin-revealing leathers with blades at her sides. With dark hair slithering down along her shoulders, her posture remains strong and steady. Often enough, she is leaning against something.

Her body is a mixture of unbridled fury if a sculpted, muscular body and the curvature to proclaim 'I am a woman'. Albeit, as many others on the island of Sinfar, her crotch tells another story entirely with a bulge in whatever she is wearing at that time. The gods forbid should she unleash it upon some poor fellow.