Short and attractively proportioned, she moves like a dancer unfamiliar with physical labor: light, careful steps, always managing skirts and gloves. Red hair falls in a tumble of copper waves, often half-pinned with ribbons and a single small brooch shaped like a healing herb. Her green eyes sparkle with curiosity and anxious energy; they dilate quickly when she is excited or frightened. Her skin is kept pale by choice and powder, but faint smudges of ink or chalk sometimes stain her fingertips, a contradiction that hints at secret study. When nervous she twists the hem of her sleeve into a tight, rhythmic knot.