You see before you a Bree-Land rougue known as Safy Sickletongue or "Sickles". Her scrawny, skinny figure, her petite height of 5ft3", her palid, sickly skin, her short, night black hair and her burning bright, forest green eyes; all indicate a past of poverty and wild living.

She has many scars including about a dozen thin whip shaped marks which criss cross her back, a bright scar on her temple, the tell tale crookedness of a nose which has been broken several times in the past and a long thin scar running up the inside of her leg.

Her clothing is as green as her eyes or as dark as her hair and in poor condition with many repairs and patches on it. She has a tattoo of the endless knot on the back of her neck and a silver necklace of a similar design which she keeps on a black cord around her neck. Her ears are both covered with about half a dozen silver earings a piece and on her ring finger, a silver wedding ring can usually be seen.

Her voice is thick with a Breeland accent, low in tonality and as a rule soft and gentle in volume. Indeed it is somewhat crooning and soothing to listen to and washes over the listener in a generally appealing way.