The going is rough. Two ravens soar overhead as she scrambles down a boulder field. Along with the large sword bundled in red cloth, she carries an improvised roll-top bag and knife on her belt. She’s exhausted and sweaty, and there’s a raw open wound on the left side of her face. Her left ear is missing. She has a round face, strong jaw, with blue eyes and a single tusk protruding from her lower left jaw. She bears several scars on her legs.