Tall and lithe for a dragonborn, she moves with the soft, patient economy of a hunter who has spent years moving through trees. Her scales are the matte green of moss after rain with a faint pattern of darker flecks that catch light like wet leaves. A jagged scar runs from her left temple down to the jawline, a pale ridge against her scales. She wears her long hunting cloak hooded most of the time, but when she relaxes the hood slips back to reveal a crown of small bone charms braided into a single leather cord at the base of her skull. Contradictory detail, she keeps one delicate silver hairpin shaped like a hare tucked into the braid that looks almost out of place on a hardened ranger.