Zalbane undeniably ugly.  Hideous actually.  She has been mistaken for an abhuman, a mutant, and even a deformed varjellan.  She is tall and spindly, though her hands and feet are weirdly large for her frame, and walks with a rocking, insect-like gait.  He skin is deep rose, but lumpy and uneven, her hair a profuse, wiry uneven tangle in an unpleasant ocher shade.  It seems to literally be made of metal, which doesn't allow for her to style it with any success.  Her mouth is oddly tiny, her teeth like that of an child.  Her eyes are huge, solid copper-colored orbs that can only be described as disconcerting.

She wears neatly-tanned furs and leathers dyed with a pattern of purple stars on an olive-green background, with a silky silvery cloak that always seems to be about to fall off her shoulders.  She wears a bright pink synth backpack under her cloak, and a blue navy belt that doesn't go with anything.  She had absolutely no fashion sense and either seems to be colorblind or is seeing shades of colors that no one else seems to.

A dart-thrower dangles from one side of the belt, and a synth mace with a crystalline head on the other.  Zalbane wears a glittering crystal pendant about her neck that catches every possible ray of light, scattering rainbows everywhere.

Zalbane is a survivor of the Iron Wind and counts her pendant as having focused a light that saved her from death.  She has a very sunny and happy personality, and only tries to intimidate people who have shown themselves to already be cruel and harmful.  She will disguise herself if her appearance will cause more harm than good, and is rather good at stealth if it calls for it.