Six feet tall.
Beautiful, if it weren’t for her unsettling eyes and pale features.
Nearly translucent skin and grey eyes.
Thick white hair, matted and bunched beneath a wool cap.
Thick leather and fur pants, slick with oil from working aboard a whaling ship.
A grungy, salty, short tunic that doesn’t quite reach her waist.
Her coat, gloves, cleats, and winter accessories are stashed in her backpack, slung over one shoulder.
Tomboy attitude, with a deep moral code based on stories and lore rather than any particular religion or dogma. Curses like a sailor, but only after she’s pushed over the edge in some way.
Scandinavian accent.