A slender, long-limbed young woman with deep amber-bronze skin and a scatter of dark freckles across her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Her fresh, youthful features contrast with the careful stillness of her glowing hazel eyes, which constantly flick toward doorways, hands, windows, and the nearest clear path. Many narrow black braids frame her face, each tied near the end with a small coral bead. She stands calmly with her chin slightly raised, but keeps one hip angled toward escape and rests more weight on the foot nearest an exit. Within a minute of meeting her, people notice that she occupies more emotional space than physical space. Her movements are economical and quiet, yet a room seems to organize itself around her attention. The unexpected contradiction is her immaculate nobility paired with the hands of someone who is always ready to sort grain, bind a wound, or crawl beneath a wagon for a lost coin. Her fingertips are clean, soft, and unmarked, despite the practical competence they suggest.