Valera is a tall, powerfully built orc with skin the color of bruised plums. Her knuckles are permanently scarred and thickened from years of pit fighting. She wears sleeveless dark leather vests and trousers held by heavy utility belts. Sapphire blue mana-tattoos trace up her neck and jaw, pulsing rhythmically in time with the Atrix Wellspring Hum. Her tusks are capped in tarnished gold.

She is as blunt as a hammer and twice as loud. Valera speaks with the frantic energy of a city that never sleeps, often cutting people off before they finish. She values practical results over theories and has a surprising soft spot for street urchins living in the Web mana-ducts.

Born in the steam-choked alleys of the Atrix central continent, Valera grew up where the sapphire light of the conduits barely reaches. She learned early that a heavy fist opens more doors than a skeleton key. As a youth, she ran messages across the sky-bridges of the Atrix Web, developing the speed and agility that would later serve her as a world-class thief. However, she was never content with just slipping away, she preferred to leave her mark on anyone bold enough to catch her. Her reputation grew in the Squared Circle, an illegal wrestling ring held inside a decommissioned mana-refinery. There, she perfected her 'Groundwork' style, using her natural orcish strength to choke out challengers twice her size. Now, she operates as a high-stakes 'problem solver' for the various merchant lords of the floating continents. She knows the layout of the Wellspring better than the city planners, using the city's constant vibration to mask the sound of her footsteps and the cracking of ribs. To Valera, the entire world is just one big arena, and she is the reigning champion of the gutter.