Sade is a young human woman with a narrow waist, small hips, long limbs, and a relaxed posture that makes her seem unguarded until one notices that she never presents her back to a doorway. Her skin has a warm ivory tone with a faint sun-gold cast across the shoulders. She has a heart-shaped face, a soft mouth, and large dark hazel eyes that look openly kind even when she is calculating an escape. Her thick black hair is cut just below the jaw in uneven layers, with one pale copper lock that refuses every attempt to dye or trim it. She moves with a quiet, side-stepping grace, as if crossing a crowded room in her sleep. The unexpected contradiction is her hands: elegant and delicate at rest, but visibly callused across the palms from hauling ropes, moving crates, and climbing old masonry. Within a minute of meeting her, most people notice that she touches the hollow beneath her throat whenever someone says her full name.