Borsza is a compact lightfoot halfling woman with a narrow, weather-cut face and the deceptively soft hands of someone who has spent years sorting bones, wire, and glass. Her skin is sun-browned olive with pale chemical freckles across her nose. She moves with a sideways, birdlike quickness, never crossing an open space directly when a wall, pipe, or overturned vehicle offers another route. Her hair is hacked short on one side and hangs in a thick, greasy braid on the other. A cracked porcelain doll's eye is sewn beneath her left eyebrow, giving her a permanently startled expression. Despite her ragged appearance, she keeps one tiny patch of her clothing meticulously clean, as though preparing for inspection by a dead queen.