Slender half-elf who moves like water in a jar - deliberate, quiet, and occasionally startlingly fast. Her skin shows faint smudges from oil and ink where merchants and ledgers have touched her hands. She wears a halfcloak pinned so one shoulder is exposed, revealing a faded inked motif of a sail and coin on her collarbone. When she laughs she tilts her head as if listening to a small, private joke. Unexpected detail - she carries a small stitched velvet sachet of citrus peels that she sniffs before negotiating a sale, a bright, almost whimsical contrast to her otherwise practical gear.