Yetta Carmine's genetics failed utterly at conferring her father's imposing height - she takes solidly after her maternal side in that regard, with the top of her head just failing to reach an even five feet.  Her piercing, ice blue eyes, however, striking in comparison to her midnight black hair, have always reminded those who know him of Hamin's, whether they're coldly frightening, or carrying the sparkle of a laugh.  Happily, she has her mom's much cuter nose.
 She's clearly toughened up since last seen in Kalibar.  Life in Urthe has peeled a lot of the luxury out of her.  She no longer wears her hair long, now cutting it off just below her shoulders, the bangs hanging just past her eyes.  There remains, however, a definite softness to her form and features - remnants of a spoiled childhood that its loss has been unable to erase.

 She's taken considerably after Hamin in her fashion decisions.  She wears black, and mostly leather.  A black leather bodice, black leather laced pants, black leather gloves to her elbows, and high black leather boots, with a black cloak over her shoulders.  Her left boot carries a dagger.  A short sword and dagger rest on opposite hips, and next to them hang a pair of light crossbows... generally with a bolt already loaded in each.  Between these hang her two belt pouches, perhaps an intentional suggestion to potential thieves.  There's another short sword slung across her back, the tip of the hilt peeking out from under the cloak.  She wears an amulet with a silver chain, the pendant a simple tear shaped red-jewel set in silver.

When she's asleep...she still looks remarkably like the little girl she once was.