a tiefling with wild red curls that fall down to her mid-back. Sprigs jut out of it, tangled between braids and beads. One of her horns, the right, is broken, the other, thin and elegant, curves around like that of a small goat. Her skin is a pale grey, streaked with dirt. She wears a patchwork armour of matted furs and hide, adorned with wildflowers and strings of vine. She is small and lithe, much like a cat. She looks at you with sharp black eyes with vibrant cyan irises, her upper lip curling up into a curious grin, just enough to show a hint of fang. See more