Aaltje is small (only 5'2"), has dark brown hair, a pale complexion, and a wiry (110lb) build, and is decidedly lower-class. Yet she plods on with the air of somebody who will continue whatever happens to her. Her right eye is blue and her left eye is green - but with the last she doesn't see to well. She is dressed mostly Ungol style, but with several Gosposar elements, not unlike many in Erengrad. Odd is her Yak leather armour beneath her plain Rubakha (mirroring a kozhukhi), and lack of gowns or Raspashnoe, although she does wear a simple venet (which is a bit more bulky than most). Her accent still places her origins in Marienburg, yet she has a good feel for Kislev, and how to interact with people.

One thing that amazes her every time is how good it feels living in Erengrad. She used to be afraid of the authorities of Marienburg, but here, in Kislev she finds herself on speaking terms with the high and mighty. She doesn't truly expect to get old, because this run of good luck will run out of fuel sooner rather than later, but she's enjoying it while it lasts. Thanks to Felix, Casimir, and Xavier she learned so much more of the world, and Herky showed her a hint of the spirits.

It's almost like this was meant to be.