Aisent was young for a human, perhaps no more than in her mid teens. She stood only five feet eight inches tall with an athletic build. It was clear from the callouses on her hands that she was used to hard work, whether that was in the fields or battle.

Her light brown hair reached passed her shoulders and her hazel eyes seemed to pierce into your soul. She was dressed in full plate made with some silvery metal that seemed to gleam in the sunlight. The full plate is engraved with the Holy Symbol of Iomedae. A matching shield of the same material was on her left arm. Two torches seemed to circle her head casting light wherever she was.

On her belt could be seen a magnificent longsword made of a dark iron on one side and a sturdy heavy mace on the other made of some other metal, certainly not steel though. A quiver was also on her thigh and a dagger in her belt, the dagger had a silver glint to it. On her back was an expected backpack, and with it a battleaxe made of that same dark iron. No bow was seen despite the obvious quiver.

She rode atop a stupendous steed. It was perhaps three years old and strong and healthy. It was also clothed in a barding made of small chain links of that same silvery metal, but that's not what was strangest, it's hooves seemed to hover four inches above the ground and it seemed to be able to carry the fully armored and armed knight with ease at a speed few horses could match.