Cat slit green eyes regard you calmly. Her face was framed by a welth of long red hair, a fine bone structure showing her for soemthign a little more than human, something older. Scars criss cross her body showing agaisnt her tan whitely, soem from claws, many from blades, she gingles as she walks in chair and mail armor, sword strapped to her side. she grins at you showing those sharp cats teeth that match her eyes, herright eye, the onethat seems not to have suffered fromt he scar running striaght through it bisecting her eyebrow and goign down her cheek, or the further claw marks making a once pretty face..shattered. Her sabre hangs at her side and she has a undisclosed number of daggers and knives on her. and many many secrets.