A woman of rosy, healthy skin, with auburn straight hair, always kept shoulder length and, generally, braided and in a bun. She has no marks on her skin except for her hands which show callouses of a long time using tools. Grey eyes look warily into the world and sceptical at strangers, to suss out any selfish or downright evil people. Her hands and fingers have calluses from her time handling tools of many shapes and sizes; standing at about seven feet (213cm), she towers over most humans. Her body has very defined muscles which are often on display because of her proclivity to work the forge... which means dealing with heat. She has an incredibly ornate and sturdy-looking leather apron: despite the ample use, she takes time off to clean it meticulously. As a result of her ministrations, the blacksmithing apron always looks as though it was just made, instead of being the heirloom that it is.

Her looks are, from a conventional standpoint, plain, but his taciturn and stoic demeanour mean she gives off an aloof, standoffish mien. She is very literal and metaphors usually fly over her head despite her height. Of course, she also does not make wear the latest, trendy articles of clothing: her usual getup is practical and sturdy clothing which prioritise function, then comfort and only as a distant third, looking good.