Her body is slender and well toned. She stands roughly as tall as the average human female. Once, her skin was fair and just lightly sunkissed, her hair a golden blonde, glimmering like the sun itself. Now she is pale as a ghost, and her golden hair turned black as night, yet her near flawless beauty is radiant. Her eyes however, are cold, and calculating, careful and untrusting. Should she grace you with her soft and melodic voice, her words will be brief and her patience short. Her armor looks to be of the highest standard, adorning her from her neck down in hardened plate. Across her back rests strapped a large intricately designed weapon of expert craftsmanship, adored with wildly glowing runes of unnatural origin. It is surgically sharp.