Morga Splitjaw is an enormous ogre woman with slate-gray skin textured like weathered river rock, broad hands, and a heavy, deliberate gait that makes every step seem measured against the ground. Her lower jaw is divided by a natural vertical cleft, giving her mouth the appearance of two blunt iron wedges when she grins. She keeps a thick brass tally-ring threaded through the end of one lower tusk, and the ring has worn a dark, polished groove into the tusk from years of rubbing against it. Her coarse black hair is shaved close on the sides and gathered into a short rope at the crown, tied with strips of faded red campaign cloth. She smells faintly of lamp oil, boiled leather, and mint. Her expression is usually stern and monumental, yet she handles injured soldiers with startlingly careful fingertips, as though lifting eggs instead of armored bodies. Before every threat, she rolls both shoulders once, slowly and audibly, as if preparing to carry the burden herself.