Kuaruh obviously favours metal in her attire. Lots and lots of metal. This tall, wide warrior (for the human standards, anyways) walks confidently, not arrogantly. While maybe intimidating to some and seemingly ready to split some skulls at any moment, her eyes betray her as definitely approachable and open to conversations and discussions. When talking to her, one would listen to a voice with the tone of conviction behind it, but being very lacking in the empathic side of things she would usually have a hard time convincing people of anything when any such attempt was made.

Her face (and skin in general) comes second only to her armor in the damage department. Bearing quite a few scars, some fresh, some very old, her body would tell a story of endurance. One that might not be all too pretty.

If in any way one were able to glance at her form when outside of the metal shell of her armor that person would see a very fit figure. She clearly didn't carry all that equipment just for show. Although her muscles aren't bulging and bursting at the seams, there would be little in the side of flaccidity to behold in that body of hers.