Arttuck Southerby is an unremarkable human woman, perhaps thirty, five and a half foot tall and her eyes and hair are currently brown. She's comfortable to the eye but in the way of an old, favourite pair of slippers: nice but instantly forgettable. She doesn't talk about her past nor where she's been, instead gently turning questions back on the asker, which "...is sooo much more interesting, don't you agree?"