Olka is a towering presence, standing six feet two inches with a muscular build that betrays her scholarly lifestyle. Her skin is a deep mossy green, textured like fine parchment, and her hair is pulled into a tight, severe bun held by three sharpened quills. She wears heavy silver spectacles perched on a nose that has been broken more than once. Her right tusk is capped in gold, etched with tiny runes that glow faintly when she is agitated. She moves with a deliberate, heavy grace, sounding more like a soldier than a sage. Paradoxically, she smells of lavender and expensive vellum despite her intimidating physique.