Tall as a young birch yet stockier than her elfin kin, Ghraele has pale blue-green skin with a dappled, mossy undertone; her wild tangle of ashen-blonde hair is streaked with streaks of orange lichen, which seem to shift with the weather. Her eyes are large and cow-brown, almost too human for her woodland features, and twinkle with brisk intelligence even as her movements are slow and almost deliberate, as if listening for music no one else can hear. Unexpectedly, her fingers are stained with the inks and dyes of cookery, and she wears an intricate, city-style ring on her left pinky.