Borka is a compact halfling woman with flour permanently worked into the fine lines of her hands and the creases around her mouth. She has a broad, expressive jaw and slightly prominent front teeth that show whenever she bites into something or laughs, giving her grin a mischievous, rabbitlike brightness. She stands with her weight balanced on the balls of her feet, as if waiting for a dropped spoon, a fleeing thief, or a tray pulled from an oven. Her movements are quick but oddly quiet, with sudden pauses that make it seem as though she has briefly become a porcelain figurine. She smells of browned butter, woodsmoke, anise, and the faint metallic tang of hidden lockpicks. The contradictory detail is her immaculate white apron, which remains spotless even after a chaotic day of kneading, brawling, and throwing flour.