Crimson quills jut and weave into the mass of ghastly white hair that falls down in a tangled mess. Ashen gray skin is pulled taut over the being, as if it is a second skin, not one of its own. Sunken red eyes seem to glitter like a ruby in the sunlight. Upon closer inspection you can see countless scars on her lips as she opened her mouth and a row of jagged, sharp teeth come into view. There seems to a soft trickle of blood as that will leak out every so often. Her hands are covered in numerous scars as well, most of them centered around the palm. Her nails are long and look to be filed to a sharpened edge and seem to be stained and crusted with some dark red substance.