This human woman is easy to forget at first sight.  Like most humans she is dingy, even after washing it is impossible to get rid of the look.  Her dirty brown hair is the color of forest loam and only a faint red highlighting distinguishes her.  Her clothing is functional and well kept, for a human, but it is nothing special.  She wears no armor to speak of and only caries a couple of badly concealed knives, a quarterstaff, and a small, crude stringed instrument.  She looks around with the same dazed, semi-intelligent look of a bored child just like the rest of her race.  All in all, there is nothing really special about her.  Just another filthy human.