Kora is a towering tiefling with obsidian skin and eyes that glow like cooling embers. Her horns are massive and sweep backward like a crown of jagged stone. She possesses an incredibly powerful and endowed physique, standing nearly seven feet tall. While her form is traditionally feminine, she is intersex, possessing male genitalia and a exceptionally large chest. She wears minimal hides to allow her rage to flow and carries a Vorpal Greatsword that thrums with a thirst for blood. Her body is covered in white ritual scars from her years in the Legion.

Kora is blunt, intense, and profoundly confident in her skin. She speaks with a low, gravelly voice and rarely minces words. She treats everyone with a mix of soldierly respect and savage appraisal, constantly judging if they are worth the dirt they stand on. She is surprisingly comfortable with her unique physical nature, using her imposing presence to dominate social spaces before a single weapon is even drawn.

Born in the harsh sulfur pits, Kora was sold to a mercenary legion before she could even speak. She was raised on the grind of the shield wall, but her blood was too hot for formation fighting. Her unique anatomy often marked her as an outsider, but her sheer lethality in the vanguard earned her the rank of Captain. After witnessing her commanders sacrifice an entire cohort for gold, Kora went into a frenzy that ended with her superiors' heads rolling across the mud. During that final massacre, she claimed the Vorpal Blade from a high inquisitor, and she has been a wandering force of nature ever since. She now lives by the edge of her blade, seeking foes that can actually withstand her fury.