Zora has auburn hair usually tied back in a messy knot with stray threads sticking out. Her clothing is durable and self-made, bearing the small, expert stitches of a weaver. She has a perpetually wide-eyed, nervous look and often clutches her lute as if it were a shield.

Zora is incredibly humble, often to the point of self-deprecation. She is naturally helpful and finds it hard to say no to anyone in need, even when she is terrified. She suffers from a severe case of imposter syndrome, believing that her current fame is a ticking time bomb of embarrassment.

Zora was a simple weaver in the village of Oakhaven until the day the Iron Baron came to town. While she was carrying a heavy weaving loom across the square, she tripped over a stray cat. The massive oak frame fell perfectly, striking the bandit lord on the temple and knocking him out instantly. The townspeople, thinking it was a daring strike, cheered her as a hero. The local elders, desperate to save their drought-stricken town, have now sent Zora on a quest to bring back enough gold to save their community. Zora was too polite to admit it was an accident. Now, she travels the world as a reluctant bard, trying to live up to a legend that she built entirely by gravity and clumsiness. She carries her lute not because she is a master of music, but because it makes her look the part of a hero. Every silver piece she finds is a step closer to saving Oakhaven, even if she has to face a dragon or two along the way.