Thokk stands six and a half feet tall with a physique built of solid, corded muscle. Her skin is a mottled olive green, crisscrossed with white scars from decades of front line combat. Contrary to her rough exterior, she wears a meticulously clean, lace-trimmed white apron over her battered chainmail. She moves with a surprising grace, like a dancer navigating a crowded kitchen, but her footsteps carry the heavy weight of a seasoned warrior. Her most striking feature is a delicate tattoo of a blooming peony that winds around her left tusk, providing a soft contrast to the jagged, missing tip of her right ear. She often smells of a confusing mixture of dried blood, soot, and fresh rosemary.