A slender, wiry young tiefling woman with an alert, almost playful upright poise. Her head is often cocked to one side as if she is listening to a secret in the air. She has a narrow, elegant face, red lips, blushed cheeks, large blood-red eyes flecked with copper, tiny white fangs, pointed catlike ears, and two very short black conical horns set close to her brow. Fine black scales are barely visible along the back of her neck and shoulders, their texture showing only when sunlight strikes them. Her smile suggests mischief, but her eyes are frequently tired and watchful. She moves with the precise economy of someone accustomed to narrow alleys and crowded market stalls, yet she occasionally stands perfectly still for several seconds, like a statue waiting for a command. Her beauty is contradicted by permanently soot-darkened fingernails, a small burn scar on her lower lip, and an unexpectedly severe expression when she thinks nobody is looking.