Small, lithe halfling with sun-freckled cheeks and callused fingertips from climbing. She moves like a pocketed breeze, feet barely whispering on stone. Her left ear bears a small silver cuff engraved with a starlit map. Her short hair is cropped unevenly at the nape as if hastily sheared in a hurry; loose curls in front persistently fall into her eyes. She wears a patched green hooded coat that smells faintly of smoke and citrus and has a palm-sized stitched image of a ship on the inside lining. Unexpectedly, she carries a battered child's wooden toy boat tucked into an inner pocket and sometimes sets it on the table before bed as if checking its balance.