Private Boriel Dustar
Dark russet coloured hair stems from this woman's head, meticulously and elaborated braided with forest green hued ribbons into a coif that coils at the back of her head. Though this woman appears no older than her late twenties, a deep scowling ridge wrinkles down the center of her brow, giving her the appearance of a near-constant scowl. Her pale lips seem frequently chewed upon and abused, with a rough, flaky appearance often tinged with blood - whether dried or fresh. Of exceptional height for a female, and well under weight, she has a gaunt, awkward kind of look, far from inherently feminine.