A compact halfling with the slow, practiced movements of someone who spends days tending cellars and rounds of cheese. Her hands are small, sturdy, and slightly stained with rind and ash. She wears a layered apron patched with embroidered sigils of Crossways Hold, each patch commemorating a successful season. A fine dusting of chalk and noble-mold often clings to the hem of her skirt. She carries a small wooden tasting paddle carved with the names of every apprentice she has trained. Unexpectedly, Mira keeps a single silk ribbon braided into her hair that was taken from a noble's coat the evening he apologized for a market insult.