With her golden blond hair like ripe wheat, tan skin from hours in the sun and bright blue eyes, Shaell looks very much like her native land of Westfall. Her lean, muscled figure could either be attributed to long hours in the fields, or to the large mace perpetually strapped to her back. Though she is clad in various forms of heavy armor, and the tome of her order hangs at her hip, she always has a ready smile and an eager, curious light in her eye.